I never wanted to step foot in Kalkan again, my children were upset and that sealed the deal for me, I would never be back.
Fast forward nine years and we decided that Kalkan would be our destination for the second week of our holiday. I realised that we had just been unlucky and break- ins can happen anywhere. We rented a smaller villa and gave Kalkan a second chance.
Kalkan is a small fishing village on the Lycian or Turquoise Coast of Turkey. It was inhabited by both Turkish and Greeks until the population exchange in 1923 when the Greek people were returned to Greece. The village has grew from having seventeen restaurants in 1915 to having over a hundred today. It has not lost its charm. There are still working tailors shops ran by the same man we saw there twelve years ago. The villas are set way back from the village and do not intrude. They are all built on a hillside and you need a good pair of legs and lungs if your villa is at the top either that or a taxi home every night.
|The oldest part of the village just behind the harbour.|
Early morning and the shops are setting out their wares. The cute Cafe Del Mar on the right of the photo is full of curiosities and where we enjoyed our cafe mocha.
|This cat was here every morning waiting to be fed.|
Boats in the harbour and more lovely shop fronts.
There are many artists and crafters living in Kakan and their work can be found in the small boutique shops. It is so nice to see shops that are different from the usual souvenir ones.
|Isos Kitchen roof terrace was our favourite place to eat.|
This photo was taken very late at night. It's not a party place here, no clubs or karaoke (thank goodness).
I love these pottery shops. This one had a book on show depicting ancient pottery to show the designs are authentic. I would love some of the large plates but they would be difficult to take home and heavy.
|I bought some of the small bowls on top right and some coasters.|
|I think I was doing a happy dance here.|
He looked quite pleased and said," That's nice of you to say." but I had to correct him and break the news that it was Kalkan I had fallen back in love with.(I have always loved him!)
This place draws you into its clutches. It's a place where people return year after year. the same faces are in the restaurants, the same waiters serve you and the same shopkeepers serve at their shops, it's a place that keeps you in it's heart for when you return.
You can't buy anything without souvenirs being thrown in your bag. Postcards, little brooches with the Turkish eye or bookmarks and wished a safe journey home.
There is a weekly market where people flock to, but if you're looking for a bargain,think again, the stallholders know that we have been told to bargain and are not very good at lowering their prices,or maybe I'm just very bad at bargaining.
The smell of different spices mixed together was amazing.
|Strings of chillies hung above the spices.|
|Apple tea,lime tea,pine nuts,cinnamon,rosemary, coriander and white poppy.|
All too soon our week here was over and I am so glad I gave this lovely village another chance. If you want to visit Turkey but don't fancy some of the busier more commercial resorts I urge you to give Kalkan a try, you won't be disappointed. As Arnie said, "I'll be back!"