Mesudiye, Turkey
We had planned on having breakfast at the Tuna restaurant, but since the tourist season is over, it was closed. So we headed back, calling Karstens uncle and letting him know where to find us. While I was pouring the scrambled eggs into the frying pan, he showed up to take us to breakfast in his home. So we quickly devoured our eggs and headed to his house. The plans on going fishing where off, but in Turkey plans change quite rapidly, so before we knew it fishing was on the agenda again. My desire to sit in a little boat with 4 men, in different age ranges and the skipper with a cold did not appeal to me. So I bailed out. I was dropped off at the house, where I grabbed a folding chair and head to the beach, where I sat for 2 hours reading, enjoying the sound of the surf. But the wind has a touch of frigidness to it, so I headed back indoors.
