Sunset Dinner at Gökçebel, Near Yalıkavak

We bought an apartment in a quaint bay near Yalıkavak. The area is called Gökçebel. The bay is called Frenk Azmagi. Our two-bedroom little apartment is a heaven for us. We feel away from the hustle and bustle of the world. We wake up to the sounds of the roosters. The caretaker brings us fresh eggs, tomatoes, cucumbers and peppers every morning.

We love walking through a mandarin orchard and reach our favorite restaurant: Tersane. We are already feel home when we go there. They set our table right next to the little beach they have. You can hear even the slightest ripple of water hitting the sand.

Their dog, Badem, takes his position next to our table. He knows I will be feeding him the heads of the barbun or tekir fish. We have to struggle between choosing a good Turkish wine or raki. It does not matter. I wish that is the only struggle we have daily from now on.

The sun is setting slowly right at the entrance of the bay. It starts to take different colors every moment. It is the quietest time of the day. No sound but the water splashing the beach. Even Badem is quiet. He knows how to enjoy the day.

Now, we are back at Keyport, New Jersey where we live most of the year. I am writing this by watching another beautiful bay. But the sea does not match what we have in Bodrum. At least, I still hear the waves.