“You’ll love it! I’ve paid the deposit, let’s just go… please?”. You might remember my friend S, who encourages me to adventure all the time. I’m also convinced she might be the death of me given some of the things she somehow persuades me to do. This time, it was staying on a traditional Gulet in Turkey. Begrudgingly I said yes, with ‘you can always cancel‘ hovering quite firmly at the back of my mind.
As the days rolled by, our departure date drawing closer, work was intensifying and if nothing else I needed the break. I had some misconceptions about Turkey, and wasn’t all that keen on sharing a tiny room with strangers, but if I’d known what I know now, you’d never have been able to stop me from going to Turkey; spoiler alert – it’s my favourite ever holiday.
Our travel time to Turkey saw us land in Istanbul, and travel down to Dalaman on another quick flight. S had emailed a hotel near the port earlier in the week to ask if we could join for breakfast and had received the most welcoming response inviting us to go for breakfast, for the grand total of 6L – less than £1.
Words can never do the magical day we had justice; we arrived at Hotel Yacht Boheme, which was beautiful; all stonewashed wood and Bali beds with billowing curtains. Despite not being guests at the hotel, our suitcases were whisked away and we were ushered to breakfast, where admittedly, we hadn’t expected much.
We walked into the room to see the most unbelievable spread; from caviar and champagne, to croissants and then, as we were taken outside to a beautiful table they’d saved just for us, we were greeted by the site of a woman making traditional gozleme (delicious savoury pancakes and pronounced ‘goz-la-may’).
Then, we asked if we could shower and freshen up ready to leave. The hotel staff couldn’t do enough for us and hurried us into one of the vacant rooms so we could shower and change.
Yacht Boheme Hotel is honestly the dream. We were so looked after that by the end of it, we were sad we weren’t staying even just for one night!
But before we knew it, it was time to say goodbye to our new friends with promises of a return in ten days time when we were set to dock back in Fethiye.
With heavy suitcases and slightly heavy hearts, we headed to the port where our boat, captain and the rest of the people on our boat were to be waiting for us; we wondered how the rest of the trip could ever live up to the hospitality and incredible kindness we’d experienced at Yacht Boheme – but, as it was to turn out, we needn’t have worried…
I’m so excited to be sharing my travels from the last few months with you all, it feels so good to be back blogging about what I love the most!
Thank you for sticking with me, and the blog!