Antalya Anxieties

Why is it that heading to a new country always makes me so nervous? Getting on the plane I always feel anxious and worried that perhaps I won’t like this new country. That I won’t be able to understand the culture. Or be able to make myself understood. Or that the men would be similarly creepy-friendly like the experience I had in Morocco.

Antalya is a city on the south-west coast of Turkey. I had picked it as a random starting point based on the rough location and flight prices. Although as I later found out, travel is cheap and easy in Turkey.

I had mixed feelings about Antalya. Arriving late-ish at night in the airport, I took the local bus into the centre. But then didn’t get off at the correct stop by accident. It was big enough and busy enough there even late at night to make me feel a little intimated so I ended up taking a taxi the rest of the way to my accommodation in the old town part. I slept badly that night still feeling anxious about being alone in a new strange country.

The next day the sun was out and I felt a little better as I wandered the streets.


Quite clean streets in the old town


Great views from the waterfront


Some Turkish flora


Lots of tourist boats in the harbour

The beach I hung out on for a bit

But I also realised on the way to the beach that I had dressed inappropriately for the culture. I was wearing short shorts but from the number of looks and leers I got along the way, I got the impression Turkish people aren’t used to a lot of skin. Especially the younger teenage boys who were quite immature. I’d walked too far by the time I realised to head back and change so I just kept going. And made a mental note to myself to not wear my shorts or singlets again in Turkey.

Lying on the beach was great though. Especially when a man came by selling corn-on-the-cob from a bucket. So cheap and tasty. Meant I didn’t even have to move from my towel.

I didn’t achieve anything else that day other than a great tan. I’d decided to use Antalya as a lazy rest stop and not do any touristy things. It was a good mental break so that I could recharge my batteries. And have plenty of time to research the next stop or two.

Somehow the next day I managed to navigate my way to the bus station and then with the help of kind Turkish strangers even got on the correct bus to make my way to the next stop – Pamukkale.


Where I stayed: Sabah Pansiyon (in the Old Town)
Price: 
About 70 turkish lira for a private room (about $36 nzd) per night
Overall: An okay place to stay. Clean and tidy. It wasn’t busy and I didn’t feel like it gave off an atmosphere that encouraged guest interaction. I stayed in my room most of the time that I was there and enjoyed the solitude for a change.

Munich – The Final Stop in Germany

Ah Munich. One of my favourite stops on my Contiki trip over a year ago. I loved the rather charming German city from the first time seeing it during the rush of my Conitki bus ride. At the time I vowed to return for the famous annual Oktoberfest festival. Although things didn’t end up going as planned, with Oktoberfest accommodation and flights being ridiculously expensive and booked out months in advance, I was still happy enough to be back.


At Königsplatz (Museum Square) checking out most of the museums here


A marathon was on that day. The atmosphere and live drummer band was inspiring

2015/02/img_6322.jpgSome of my favourite exhibitions in the Pinakothek Der Moderne Museum


I watched the surfers for quite a while in the English Garden. And remembered how cold the water was on my last visit!


A traditional lunch in the beer garden


There were lots of buskers in the park. This particular band was amazing. So amazing that I actually brought one of their CDs


The next day I headed south for a daytrip to see Walt Disney’s castle. This is Hohenschwangau castle in this view


And Neuschwanstein Castle in this one


The inside was also pretty cool but no photos allowed


It’s almost my name!


The usual selfie

Munich was just a quick visit that ended far too soon. Before I knew it, I was heading to the airport and ready to fly to my next stop in Turkey.


Where I stayed: A&O München Laim Hostel
Price: €25 per night in a 6 bed dorm
Overall: Quite a new hostel. Literally had opened just a couple of weeks prior for Oktoberfest so staff were still settling into their roles and some equipment like the laundry was still to be installed. It was an okay hostel in a good location close to a train station. It still didn’t have the right friendly atmosphere so I never really felt settled. There was also a weird guy in my room who appeared to never to leave during the whole time I stayed. He just hung out on his bed watching his iPad the whole time and never spoke a word.. Hm..