02 June 2014
As we now have no outboard and we had also lost the seat when the dinghy upturned, Francis decided to do some rowing yesterday. Seated on an upturned plastic container he set off to visit Annette and Rein at the other end of the bay. While that was successful, we decided to move Clio further into the bay where we would be closer to land and not have to row quite so far.
After the successful trials yesterday, this morning we rowed to a nearby pontoon and had a lovely breakfast in the restaurant across the road. We discovered that we could berth Clio on their pontoon for the cost of eating and drinking in the restaurant. We decided that was an offer to good to refuse so we immediately secured ourselves a spot to ride out the predicted high winds coming in on Tuesday night.
Time for a bus ride into Marmaris to check out the marina and marine shops and also to sort out the never ending saga of telephones and SIM cards. A 30 minute ride along the coast and into the mountain revealed a very different Turkey to the tourist façade that we have seen so far. The villages are quite poor and very basic. The people here speak very little if any English but still are polite and friendly.
In the Vodafone shop in Marmaris (our phones had stopped working) however we had a different experience again. The attendant was less than helpful and after a rude and abrupt interaction with her, we left the store and went next door to Turkcell, the Turkish mobile provider and bought another set of SIM cards only to discover that we could not use them in our phones unless we register them for a cost of TL120 each, as we mentioned in a previous blog.
The other option is to buy cheap phones that do not require registration. It would have been nice to know this when we first started this exercise a week ago in Datca. We also discovered that the salesperson in Datca had sold us SIM cards using someone else's passport papers and had sold us a phone credit (voice and a little bit of data) for our WiFi internet doovy that also had stopped working, grrrrrr. Another lesson in patience in a new country.