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Current Mood:
The Deep Old Desk:
2007
2006
2005
2004
The Bedside Table Mass:
number9dream - David Mitchell
Empires of the Word - Nicholas Ostler The Ottoman Centuries - Lord Kinross Jonathan Strange and Mr Norrell - Susanna Clarke A Winter in Arabia - Freya Stark And whatever came out of The Bookbag I'm a Literature Abuser Feed my addiction: *Amazon Wish List* ![]() Further Flingings:
Meanwhile:
After The Wave
As Above Brain Flotsam Deep Thoughts... if you must MissMeliss Néablog Samuel Pepy's Diary A Wallaby Abroad What was it I was doing again? Why should I listen to you? Mornington Crescent:
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Niftiness:
Sluggy Freelance
Web of Lies Magnetic Poetry Orisinal Recipes Rough Guides Arthritis Research LUPUS UK News&Views:
Radio Praha Prague Post MF Dnes Rzeczpospolita Süddeutsche Zeitung Turkish Daily News newsturkey.com The Guardian GuardianWeekly Older Deeper Desks
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Friday, October 29, 2004
I am in Fethiye looking at BIG boats. Which is fun. I popped over to Ölüdeniz, over the hill, this afternoon, and climbed down rocks because I refused to go on the nasty overcrowded beaches full of English kids on half-term which you have to pay for anyway, and paddled in the lagoon waters. Wednesday, October 27, 2004 So here I am in Koycegiz, after demanding NO TOURISTS! at the bus station in Antalya, six hours of dolmus later this is where we ended up. And it is nice - better to say 'not touristy' - and there's a lake, and a channel down to the sea. Today us and a half coachload of people (not tourists, very nice people) who are going over land from Istanbul to Cape Town (!) went out on a boat (I served drinks and thus am earning my keep!) down to the sea via Lydian rock tombs, a bit of swimming, and catching small fish to feed to the local cats. It was very loverly. Sunday, October 24, 2004 Mmm, this is fun, drinking cocktails at Mehmet's Bar in Side, looking out over the sea and... ooooh, a tavla challenge - Monday, October 18, 2004 So after a week of running round Istanbul achieving very little in a short space of time this morning I took the plane to Antalya and am now installed in a small apartment with the parents on the outskirts of Side. Side is full of ruins and as long as you avoid the town centre is really rather pretty. Lots of the restaurants have tanks full of tortoises outside. Some people have tried to sell me a tortoise. I am considering releasing one back into the wild, but it probably wouldn't know what to do with itself without lettuce dropping on its head from great heights every now and again. Tuesday, October 12, 2004 I am not in Egirdir anymore. Waaaaaaaaaaaaah! I came back on the night bus last night, and here I am in rainy wet Istanbul again. A stupid bus decided to drive through a puddle and soak me just after I got off, so I got in a taxi and sulked all the way back to Yasmin's! Wednesday, October 06, 2004 I feel loved. Friday, October 01, 2004 I'm still in Egirdir - not that this should come as any surprise to anyone!
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