It is indeed a fingerprint - HoliDay4

Initially, our holiday in Turkey was supposed to take us to Icmeler. Today I think we discovered why our second choice was actually such a wise one. I was awake very early and wandered down to the beach while the town slept. After breakfast We jumped on the bus to the aforementioned town.

We had avoided the hard sell, which in general I just ignore, people doing their job and the like, the daughters were not impressed though, so we kept on walking until we found a nice place to settle down for some relaxing playing at the beach.

On the way back, the adverts at the bus shelter advised us the place to be was clearly the Ibrox Bar. Quite a coincidence in the name, if you are not familiar with Scottish football. The bar shares its name with the home of Glasgpow Rangers football club, it doesn't even sound Turkish. I thought later on in the week, I'd investigate the place. Maybe I get the Polis to help out.

In the evening we went in search of a Lonely Planet recommendation and as is with tradition we failed to find it, and none of the locals knew about it. Hey ho.

We ate very well in a local place, hardly a tourist in sight.

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