Turkish Dragon ...

.... with transparent wings, on my futile bouquetin hunt this morning. When people say, “The bouquetin often go to the waterhole below my house”, you expect there to be some water in the hole! I think this dragon had heard the same story but there was no water. David says I can’t do bouquetin whispering in Turkish, just in French!

Last day in Kas tomorrow, we just had a lovely thank you meal with the young yoga teacher with whom we have been taking classes, such a delightful and insightful teacher.

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