Turkey: rest always
If I had the extra fifty thousand dollars, I would know how to dispose of them. Better, of course, if it were one hundred thousand, but fifty, in principle, would be enough. At least Alex, our guide and accompanying person, argued that for fifty thousand it is possible to buy one of these glorious houses that surround Cesme with a dense ring of holiday villages. Of course, the Turkish dacha is not like ours: neither you have flat potato beds, nor stunted tomatoes, nor a nesting box of a “birdhouse” type. The plots are small and obligatory: a lawn, a veranda with roses and a brazier of stones. In general, boring, but I still, without looking, change my gorgeous twenty hundred square meters on the banks of the Svisloch in the direction of Osipovichi to the meanest dacha in Cesme on the shore of the Aegean Sea. No one wants to wave? ..
The wind is always blowing here.
The small town of Cesme, comfortably located on the peninsula of the same name, gives the impression of a toy – these are usually portrayed in children’s books. The gingerbread houses, one more delicious than the other – pistachio, lemon, strawberry, – climb the hills. The ancient fortress as if left the pages of the Lego catalog. Near the small port the toy boats are swaying on the blue-blue waves. The whole city is decorated with garlands – Turkey celebrates the Children’s Holiday. The wind with pleasure plays with colorful flags, and from this motley fluttering the feeling of childhood and holiday only intensifies. The wind is the most respected and influential local, so I would not be surprised if hundreds of colored flags are hung specifically for his amusement. Cesme Wind is a special kind: it does not generate electricity and does not grind flour. But it was thanks to him that the town turned into a recognized center of tourism: Cesme – a paradise for surfers, perhaps the best place for riding the waves in Europe. Of course, I am not an expert, but I know that waiting for the weather by the sea is about surfers. Not every wind is suitable for elegant sails, so the usual occupation of lovers of this sport is to sit and wait. Anywhere, but not in Cesme, where the wind blows, as scheduled. Probably, the location of the resort played its role here – on the Cesme peninsula and opposite the Greek island of Chios. It is in this pipe – the strait between the peninsula and the island – so much the wind blows, that it is almost never hot in Cesme. And for those who like to jump on the sea on the board, it’s all grace: imagine that you go down to the hotel hall in the morning and read the schedule of the winds for today … Beauty! So if you have familiar surfers, feel free to advise them to Cesme. And, of course, advise Cesme girls – those who love surfers, beautiful and relief.
…Or vice versa. That is not at all surfers, not very beautiful and far from prominent, but rich. This is the second largest category of holidaymakers in Cesme: not very young, but very wealthy, who came to the resort for rehabilitation and treatment. In chic five-star hotels, the doors of hotel elevators now and then disperse, showing the elderly Mr. following to the SPA-center for procedures – wrapped in a fluffy bathrobe, blue legs in white terry slippers, bathrobes in his hands.
In addition to jokes, Cesme is a recognized spa resort. The name “Cesme” itself is translated as “source”, and the peninsula is indeed the location of several sources of mineral water, especially useful in various diseases of the musculoskeletal system. They take this water not inwardly, but externally, so in most local hotels near swimming pools sparkling with azure you can see others, such as with rusty water. It is in them, groaning with pleasure, that those with paws ache and their tail fall off are soaked. And Cesme SPA-centers offer excellent “beauty programs” that will surely interest women. So if you heal and rejuvenate – this is also in Cesme.
And the last category of tourists who will surely enjoy this resort. The fact is that this place is not yet inhabited by Russian-speaking tourists. The main part of the rest is well-to-do Turks, who have a dacha in Cesme or simply leave for a week at sea, plus athletes, plus Germans with the British, attracted by healing “living” water. If you like to relax in Turkey, but do not like compatriots, try Cesme, but do not postpone for a long time: they say the people have already “dug in” skiing, so the niche of fashionable pastime and source of adrenaline is empty. Perhaps it will take windsurfing, and then a year later Cesme will not know.
…It’s a pity. Painfully cute this town – a toy, festive, peaceful. I would love to buy a dacha here – but, in my opinion, I already wrote about it.