"i'm going to plunge to my death!"- this was what my brain was telling me as we were hiking down to the Butterfly Valley, in Faralya, on a part of the Lycian way-- trails that connected the ancient Lycian cities. the hike was rocky and steep, and at points ropes had been tied to branches that jutted out of the side of the cliff, so as to help the climber leverage himself up or down the vertical "path."
God bless Steffen, cuz he was bouncing down the trail in his motorcycle boots, carrying all of my stuff, while i gingerly examine every step i took to ensure that my life was preserved. we did eventually reach the bottom, and what a sight. a secluded beach of peaceful beauty! there was also a great waterfall that we attempted to reach at the bottom of the valley, however, it proved to be too difficult, especially after S fell into the streaming water and then tried to hike bare-footed (did i say he was...crazy?!), and we still had to make our way back up the cliff.
by the time we got back up, we were starved. we found a road side restaurant near Kabak, where S supposedly ordered some lamb chops for us, but we got served....eggs. we were so hungry that we just ate the eggs that were supposed to be lamb. oh well, the redeeming part of the meal was a nice sunset we saw while eating.
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