A Rooster tried to steal my breakfast, and a peacock SQWARKED at me!

Turkish Toilet

I was in the sun, enjoying my breakfast on my last [full] day in Olympos. All of a sudden, this rooster moseyed on up to me, with a "look" in his eye.
I said, "Oh no, rooster, get your own breakfast! Don't think about stealing mine!!" At which I must have looked crazy to the other people around me, talking to/waving a finger at a rooster and all.
The rooster jumped up onto the platform, suspiciously close to my plate. It made a run for it. I yelled "No, rooster!!!" and shook a fist at it, while jumping up; it worked. The rooster hassled someone else. I must also add that I was eating an omlette, so this rooster must have been cannibalistic.
But that wasn't to be my only birdly encounter for the day. Along the road to ancient Olympos, a peacock jumped out of nowhere; really, I don't know where the heck it came from! I had never seen a peacock in the wild before this, and let me just say, it was the most beautiful bird i have ever seen in my life!!! I started taking pictures with my Canon, and I think it got angry with me. All of a sudden, it started "sqwarking" [sqwak +bark] over and over at me! I put away my big camera, and grabbed my little casio to film the sqwarking, but as soon as I put away my Canon it stopped. After filming the peacock doing nothing for a minute, I decided to take out the big camera again and take more photos. Peacock must not like canons, because as soon as it saw that thing, it started sqwarking another time.
Hahahahaha.

Wild Peacock from Kari Langslet on Vimeo.

I suppose the Romans wouldn't let me be an auspice, since I don't enjoy the sacred eating patterns of chickens and other birds hate me....
ahahahahahaha.
My last day on the beach was wonderful; I didn't want to leave. At night, I hung out with some wonderful German Turkish ladies, and had some insightful conversations about politics of the world. A fire dance show happened, I hung out for a bit more, looked at the stars and I fell asleep.
The next morning I had an early breakfast, and took some tea out to the river to look at the tadpoles. I reluctantly grebbed my bag, checked out, and waited for a dolmus to take me up top to the highway.
When I got to the highway, I waited for almost an hour for a dolmus to Antalya, where then I would take a big bus to Selcuk. There were AT LEAST 30 or so Turkish kids [maybe 5th or 6th grade] around, one dolmus blasting Flo-Rida's new song on repeat [ick!], and the other one blasting pretty decent Turkish hip hop. The kids kept looking over at me, as I waited, sweating in the sun.
Then a girl apprached me and said, "Hello."
I said hello, and smiled.
She looked at me.
Then I said, "Where are you from?"
And she started laughinng and smiling, and explained something to her friend. More kids crowded around.
I asked her again, and she smiled. Another girl to my left said "Hello, how are you?"
Then, an older man came up. All the kids were surrounding me at this point, smiling, staring, and intermittantly laughing.
The first girl pointed to him and said "English Teacher."
I asked him where they were from, what they were doing, etc etc.
He must not be a very good English teacher, because I swear he knew little more than "Hi, have a good day, we're from Kas, do you know it?"
Hahahhaha. He was blushing when he was talking. Perhaps too much pressure?
The kids had to leave, and all of them said "N ice to meet you. Goodbye!" and shook my hand very properly. One boy, must have been the joker of the group, grabbed my hand and was exaggerating a hand shake, swinging it around and wouldn't let go. I finally pulled my hand away, he laughed, and ran to the dolmus.
Interesting to say the least. I wish I had taken a photo, it was certainly a sight to see, but alas, both of my cameras were packed away.
There was no dolmus to Antalya, but the Turks, being kind and friendly as they are, sorted out another dolmus to change routes and take me.
So kid.
I got to Antalya, and at noon got on what I thought was going to be a 9.5 hour bus ride to Selcuk. It ended up only being six hours to Aydin, then one hour by dolmus to selcuk.
All in all, I was on three dolmuses and one big bus. Needless to say, yesterday I didn't do much.
On another note, my two beach days at Olympos made me almost black. Seriously at least five shades darker than before. And that is WITH sunscreen, folks. Use it; you can still get a great tan!
Here are some pictures from the last few days.
Beach






In and around Kadir's [treehouse hostel]










Road to Olympos & Ruins





















Highway waiting...