The Turkish Army & The Scottish Accent

We left Alanya refreshed, happy and completely ignorant of what lay ahead of us that day.  It was to begin with Lucy fighting and would end the same way for me.  The road would be the toughest yet but also by far, the most beautiful, causing a continual state of both pleasure and pain. 

Shut Up Legs

I reached the top of the mountain!  So many times the previous day I thought I was reaching this but never did. Hence my celebrations.  The descent was super long and I kept celebrating the whole way down because we were no longer climbing.  I stopped at a beach café at the bottom to get Lucy some Kofte (Turkish meatballs) for her breakfast.  Our server […]