VW coffee bar, Antalya, Turkey

I didn't appreciate just how fast I can move when the need arises, and by god did it arise last night. Both of us were afflicted, and suffered an exciting drive to Antalya.

On arrival, the sat nav tried to lead us in to the old town, where our accom is, up a one way street. Despite the driving standards here, that is frowned upon, so had to abandon the car and walk to the Pension.
Ahh, a wee corner of the Loire, owned by a lovely French lady who had been married to a Turk, now deceased. This we learned from the proprietrix of a small restaurant, where I was unable to eat a very plain meal. Those that know me will I'm sure be surprised.at that.

Just out again to the laundry to collect a week's unmentionables, then retire. Getting earlier to bed each night, Can't be rsed sitting in overpriced bars supping “not the best beer in the world”.

Nicely done out VW coffee vendor van. don't you think.