I have fond memories of Alacin River, a place of natural beauty on the south west coast of Turkey.
I think back to the flawless and scenic landscape, and the sound of water rushing down over ragged rocks. It was peaceful. I felt calm and relaxed.
Alacin river was not just about beauty though, but enjoyment as well. We cooked fresh fish on the BBQ by the river and, served it with a crunchy salad. The only thing that was missing was an ice-cold beer.
There is one thing I regret though. I did not go swimming. Despite the hot summer’s day, the river was ice cold and I was reluctant to let go of the “chilled out” feeling.
I want to go back and repeat that day. Return with family or friends, who like myself want to learn as much about our adopted country as possible.
We will pack up a picnic basket, an icebox of cold beers, and our swimming costumes to go splashing in the river, no matter how cold the water is!
I have to return because I know I am lucky and fortunate enough to have the choice. There are many people in this world, who cannot or will not travel. They are stuck in a box of confinement, unable or unwilling to open their eyes to the bigger picture.
They have no fond memories of places or good times
“The world is a book and those who do not travel read only one page.” St Augustine
Readers Question : Think back to your holidays and travel experiences. Which place gave you the greatest memories?
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