# Great holiday.

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Posted by Will the gardener on August 20, 2019 at 15:29:27

Janine and I have recently got back from a holiday in southern Turkey. We had just felt like a last-minute break and this came up on-line at a silly price for ten days bed and breakfast in a medium-sized family run hotel on the edge of a small sea-side town with loads of restaurants we could explore each evening. The hotel was full and we only got our room because of a cancellation, I think there were about forty rooms in all and the place was full of couples of our age and a few young families with small kids or toddlers. Despite the place being by the sea, there was only a small beach in the town centre and the rest of the shoreline was steep rocky hillsides that you had to scramble down to reach the sea which was instantly deep, no chance of wading out on a beach, you just had to dive in off the nearest rock.

Luckily the hotel had a huge swimming pool that was immaculately clean and it also had a nice bar actually in the pool as well as a poolside café for snacks. We had only really wanted a lazy poolside holiday, so this was ideal.

The family who ran the place were delightful and seemed to have numerous relatives working as waiters, mostly young men in their late teens maybe, who dressed smartly in black trousers, not jeans, and white long-sleeved shirts, all immaculately pressed and clean. They all spoke excellent English and most had good French and German as well from what we could hear.

We were up early on the first morning and it was already warm. We intended walking into the town after breakfast. We dressed in shorts and tee-shirts, me in swimshorts and Janine in her swimsuit with ordinary shorts on top. We were down too early for breakfast and were politely asked to return in half-an-hour, which was fine by us. We wandered out to the pool and found a couple of the young staff putting out the loungers and raising the umbrellas for shade. As we sat and watched another one of them came out and, quite calmly and matter of factly, walked down the steps of the pool carrying a crate of beers and walked to the bar in the middle of the pool where the water was almost waist-deep. He placed the crate on the bar and then waded back to the steps, out of the pool and went to get some more beers. He did this six or seven times before hopping over the gap in the bar - presumably where it was dry - and started putting the beers away.

We watched him wander back and forth in and out of the pool as he stocked up with drinks and bags of ice. When he walked near where we were sitting, he said 'Good Morning' in perfect English and smiled at us. He was soaked through from the waist down and his black trousers were shiny and clinging to his thighs.

"Good morning" Janine said "Looks like a good job you have there, nice way to keep cool on a hot day."

"Yes, it is going to be very hot today, probably 40 degrees. I will soon get dry." he laughed "If you are waiting for breakfast, they are just starting to serve now." he said as he looked at his watch.

"Thanks, see you later no doubt." Janine said.

"I'm going to enjoy this holiday if that is his morning routine everyday!" Janine whispered to me as he walked away.

After Breakfast we wandered the few hundred yards into the town and saw a lovely restaurant on a terrace overlooking the bay and beach, so booked a meal for the evening. It was getting hotter and hotter by the minute and when we walked back to the hotel a temperature display outside the chemist shop was indicating 41 degrees, and it was only 10.30 in the morning.

We jumped in the pool as soon as we got back and then lazed on loungers in the shade, taking the occasional dip to cool off. The waiter who had been in the pool earlier was behind the pool bar and busy dispensing cold drinks to other guests. I swam across after diving in at the deep end and we got chatting. His name was Kerem and he was, at 18, the youngest son of the hotel owner Miraç, one of five sons and two daughters. I'd been swimming and was wearing just swim shorts but he was as wet as me with his white shirt and black trousers dripping as he stood behind the bar. He was a good looking guy and obviously, from his physique showing through his white shirt, very fit. He told me he was a fan of wrestling and took part in local events regularly. After our chat I took my drink and one for Janine back to our loungers. Kerem regularly went around the loungers asking if he could get drinks for anyone and quite a few of the female guests, and maybe some of the guys, were watching him as he fetched drinks and repeatedly emerged from pool in his wet clothes.

We got snacks from the poolside café at lunchtime and it was getting hotter and hotter, the giant thermometer on the back wall of the café was showing 44 degrees as we finished our lunch and Janine suggested that we go back to our air-conditioned room to get out of the heat. Swimming in the pool was lovely as the water was pleasantly cooler than the air, but of course you were in the full glare of the sun whilst swimming. We had a cold shower together and then collapsed on the bed under the nice cool flow of air from the ceiling mounted air-con unit - bliss.

We didn't rest much but had a great time - the heat and the sight of Kerem in his wet clothes seemed to have really turned Janine mind on to other things so by the time we were ready to change and go into town for our evening meal I was feeling rather tired, but exhilarated.

We got back from our meal quite late and joined a few other couples around the pool enjoying drinks as we chatted. The pool bar was closed but Kerem and another guy, were serving cold drinks from the café until he announced that the bar was closing at eleven o'clock. We all sat on loungers and continued our chat. We were interrupted by Kerem and several others guys running out from the cafe and the hotel and diving into the pool, all of them fully dressed in their work gear of black trousers and white shirts. They swam around, splashed each other and bombed in from the side for a short while and then disappeared as suddenly as they had arrived, and a few moments later the underwater lights in the pool went off and Kerem appeared.

"Dear guests" he announced "the pool is officially no-longer staffed until tomorrow morning at seven o'clock, but you are of course welcome to use it until you retire to your rooms for the night, I would just ask that you respect your fellow guests by not making too much noise. Please leave your used glasses on the counter in the café. Thank you all, I wish you a good night's rest."

One of our fellow guests, a guy of my age called Charlie, downed the last of his drink, handed his empty glass to his girlfriend, kicked off his shoes and asked "Anyone else for a late night swim?" and then jumped in, fully clothed in his jeans and floral short-sleeved shirt.

I'm glad to say our entire holiday continued in the same vein. It was without doubt the best holiday I have had ....... ever.

Follow Ups:

- Re: Great holiday. Wetman 09:13:43 8/21/2019 (1)
  - Re: Great holiday. Will the gardener 14:03:50 8/22/2019 (0)
- Re: Great holiday. Josh 21:24:40 8/20/2019 (1)
  - Re: Great holiday. Will the gardener 14:08:43 8/22/2019 (0)

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