Kas

After the trip health & safety officer made the call it was too hot to be climbing up steep mountains with heavy backpacks we hit the coast road to Kas. We took a little dolmus/minibus that hugged the beach road and I think it has to be the cheapest most scenic bus route in the land. The views were spectacular and check out the colour of the water in the picture above (taken through dirty minibus windows😃).

What a gorgeous marina/port Kas has. Our last night in Kalkan was the night of the local elections and the town was certainly happy with whatever the outcome was, I think it was the CHP party that was the winner. From about 8pm that night all manner of cars, trucks and taxis were driving up and down, tooting their horns, fireworks were going off until the wee hours and we think we heard gun shots....quite a night when you add in the call to prayer from the nearest mosque. 

Needless to say after our journey from Kalkan to Kas we were a bit tired so we saw the sun go down in Kas and hit the hay. All ready for a good night's sleep until we discovered we were very close to the neighbourhood mosque which had super loud speakers. It was just across the road, ah well, we're getting used to the call to prayer at 0448hrs, 0613hrs, 1249hrs, 1912hrs, 2031hrs🙂

We have a cute little studio which has a snazzy outdoor kitchen and patio and we have a glimpse of the sea. Perfect spot for us to plan our onwards journey in a few days.

The Kas harbour side is a pretty as a picture. It's getting all spruced up for the season proper starting in May,  so in places it's like a building site, scrappy and a bit grubby.

The locals tell us the weather is very warm for this time of year  -  great for us now we have revised our Likya Yolu walking adventure. We did take a walk to Antiphellos to see the sun go down, it was just perfect, a pinch yourself moment. 

In the town today there was a celebration for the successful election candidates. It was chaos but marvellous to see and be a part of, albeit at the edges. The main road was clogged with cars and the obligatory horn honking, police cars with flashing lights, tv cameras and the local party faithful bedecked the town with bunting and banners.

They had these terrific floral tributes outside the municipality offices.

There was a great deal of speechifying and then it all went quiet as a lone trumpeter played this beautiful tune which we think was akin to The Last Post. All the men in the street stood silent, horns stopped, a moment of silence.

This was promptly followed by hearty  singing and cheering. Wonderful to observe.

Some night shots just to prove we do venture out after dark 🙂