The Artemis Pansiyon has become my new home in Fethiye ...
the view and room are spectacular. I am just above the boat marinas.
I arrived here when I got lost -- I was looking for the youth hostel.
But a kind man, Thabitbey, saw my confusion and insisted I consider this place;
I did not think I could possibly afford it ...
... but ... magic happens.
On my second night here I met the others staying here. It is off season, so the owner is just having friends and family stay.
The man I first met, Thabitbey, is a retired forestry engineer who loves to dance.
And then there is a couple, Michel from Lebanon and his wife, Lola from Tajikistan. They speak Russian to their son, Davron. (They also speak French, Arabic and Turkish!).
Ismael is a quiet man who told me he is
Mevlana . The owner of the pensiyon is Yaimas; he will join us for some of our upstairs revelry.
We began the evening with Lebanese food, tabouli, vegetables, fried fish, and ... raki, the Turkish anise-flavored liquor.
Raki is one of those sneaky drinks ... sweet and powerful.
We were dancing before we even finished eating.
... Tajik dancing ...
...
... Turkish dancing ...
... Arabic dancing ...
... Mevlana twirling ...
A wild time was had by all!
I have decided to stay another week ... at least ;-)