We have just returned from Istanbul and are reluctantly settling back into everyday life. Not that we’ve got it bad. It’s just that after Istanbul this is somewhat, well, lacking adventure. I liken it to living in a ‘young’ old age home. Our oldest yachtie skipper is 81 years old and that doesn’t seem to slow him down at all. Marina life in the Med is a little different. Instead of transient sailors, the marinas are substantially made up of Marina Dwellers - Europeans who spend year after year on their yachts in the same place. Wintering in a marina, which spans 6 - 7 months each year, is a way of life for them. So it’s a solid community of people who come together annually. We’ve settled on calling our marina 'Camp Alanya' and it’s all very organised. A veritable plethora of activities with ‘all the usual suspects’ rounded up and herded in when the weather turns. There is tennis, keep fit, turkish for beginners and for improvers, yoga, photography, cricket (oh, I’ll get back to that in a minute), BBQ’s, Thanksgiving, Halloween, Chess, group trips to the Opera, Ballet, Concerts and European Cities. OH&S isn’t strong in Turkey and this is pretty obvious from the building site we live in while they continue to work on finishing our marina. And while we have state-of-the-art clay tennis courts, our regular Sunday cricket match is played on a make-shift pitch in the middle of a working hard-stand. I have to say that it is easier when the travel lift isn’t operating and you can see why when you look at the marina photos. The game is a real hoot with rules like :
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AuthorLenny & Gina Archives
February 2015
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