For our Turkey itinerary we decided to go to the coast before the interior because we wanted to chase summer and catch some beach time before it was too late in the season. Our journey from Istanbul to the Mediterranean started with an overnight bus. The 12 hour bus that took 16, brought us to Fetihye, where a waterfront area is surrounded by yachts, that you can stare at and imagine rich retirees that sail the Mediterranean through the summer and end their journey in Turkey.
The day before we were departing for Italy, I woke up with a stiff back, barely able to move. We decided that we would simply go to the walk in clinic and get some muscle relaxers, which would surely be the answer to my pain. As I waited for Nick to get ready, I suddenly felt very weak. I called my paramedic boyfriend down to see what was wrong and with a few checks of my seriously low blood pressure, and a worried look after not being able to find my radial pulse, he decided to call an ambulance. 9 hours later, we left the emergency room with some painkillers (see picture) and heart monitor sticker marks that I still can’t get off. It turns out I got positive results on all the tests I took, and with that in mind I told Nick we were definitely still leaving the next day.
Another short bus trip further east along the Sri Lanka’s South coast brought us to Tangalla. With no accommodations booked our first attempt at finding a room failed but with a new recommendation we were checked into Panaroma hotel not long after. Bags thrown to the ground and it was time to hit the beach.