PHOCAEA, FİG İSLAND

The end of August, the Phocaea is more beautiful than ever! My friend and I were continuing our journey of discovering Foça on our bicycles, and when we got to the British nose, we saw Fig Island.The legendary water tank on the internet is not in place so we can not wave hands towards the island. We're looking for the phone on the sign. 

"Wait, we're coming to get you," said the respondent, "okay," and we start to wait. 

5 minutes later, the boat docks on the beach and we load our bikes and go to the island.

Under the pine trees, you feel the warm of life interconnected with nature first...Then we see ferdi. 

He used to run a bar in Phocaea. What happened afterwards, "enough," he settled here...

Ferdi is happy here. He says, "I have one more Island."

The port side of the island has become a beautiful pine.There are tents everywhere. He says I choose the ones who stay here. Everyone can't stay in my island says, with a conscious host attitude. Ferdi has a very nice cabin. Pine trees are decorated with beer cans. We help as much as we can during our stay in the pine trees to decorate the wedding flowers.

And then he tries to tell us that the food chapter is coming. He's making a very nice salad, ferdi, and we're singing two fish from the fish farm a little further. The fish are coming. They're still fresh like everything alive. We cook our fish. I want everyone to taste these delicious fish. Recommended high level of violence...

After dinner, we go into the sea and get some sun. Because the bottom is rocky, there are lots of sea urchins on the coast. To avoid suffering.

And then we come back with good memories when we're back to Phocaea for the rest of the day. I don't know if the reason for the smile on our faces is because the Directory of alcohol mixed with blood the other day, or the happiness of us being together, but I don't know if it's one of the days when I have too much excuses to forget my memory...