A May 2003 trip
to Kusadasi by travelwisdom
Quote: It is already day six of our voyage and we are approaching Kusadasi, Turkey. Kusadasi, a small seaport village, is the gateway to the ancient ruins of Ephesus, home of the Virgin Mary.
As we sit at our seaside table, literally in the shadow of our ship, we recognize another breathless travel moment. Our host brings us a dazzling array of salads from the sea, Turkish style. We sample octopus salad, lobster salad, squid, cheese-stuffed phyllo pastries, and other dishes we can’t identify, but find appetizing and delightful. Next, our host brings a large sea bass, flapping and breathing, to show us the freshness. We watch as it is grilled and served atop roasted eggplant and peppers. Topped off by a bottle of Dulca, the local Turkish wine, this is a meal to remember. (You have probably guessed by now our sense of taste is well-developed and food is an integral part of our travel experiences.)
Sated and mellow, we stroll around the marketplace. The markets here are more rustic than the Grand Bazaar, but equally filled with bargains. We buy saffron for everyone in our home cooking club for a mere .00 per bag.
There are large Eye of God blue stones set into the cobblestones of Kusadasi’s streets. We learn that they are symbolic of protection. We buy a dozen for gifts. A beautiful Eye of God hangs in my office window. It takes me back to Kusadasi in my daydreams as I pretend to work at my desk. We sail away at sunset as the hills are washed in the last golden hues of day.
Night falls. At bedtime, we leave our curtains open to the beauty of the night sky and the gentle, lulling sounds of wind and waves as our ship slides through the calm waters.
Mary Esther, Florida