Still meandering down memory lane.
Couldn’t resist this one. The man referred to in yesterday’s post? Yeah, that’s him right there. What hope did I have? I’m only human, after all. At the end of our excavation season (yes, he was the dig romance that never ended), we clambered aboard one of the tiny wooden yachts known locally as gülets and spent a week exploring the sparkling cerulean seas around the Bodrum Peninsula. Yep – a very pleasant way to cement a relationship.
Sigh…
Meaghan Wilson Anastasios 