Amasra, Turkey

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Turkey Retreat Sea natives escaped the ravages of mass tourism. But now, the pearl of the Black Sea is under threat – the black gold

The snapshot provides travelers get there is half the fun. But some circuits force you to reconsider this relationship. We took the long road to Amasra – a night bus from Istanbul to six hours – and arrive at a bus station in the mountain town of Bartin to find it completely in the fog. If it’s half the fun, it does not bode well for the rest of the stay. And we do not even exist. Our final destination, on the other side of the mountain, Amasra is supposedly the most beautiful city on Turkey 2.000 km of coastline on the Black Sea. It was better to be …….

Things start to look when we start down. The sun begins to climb the road curves at the tip of the mountain, quickly dispersing mist to reveal a huge ripples of the ramp extends from the coast, and covered with dense forests. This view of Turkey, some visitors to see – a lush richness of the fertile north. Amasra It is a jewel in the crown.

Their own home window we can see the two bays, separated by a long and narrow peninsula that juts into the sea, where there are two small islands within walking distance from the tip. Maggiore is surrounded with white, the steep rock fortresses, and remains, the channeling of a small Roman bridge to the mainland. Red-tip of the houses are arranged in sharply the camber of the promontory, and live on board the ‘island, only the minarets of the mosque Fatih Amasra rose above the low horizon.

Well, first of the Mediterranean and the Aegean coast has been developed for tourists, was Amasra first resort in Turkey. From the seaport to Ankara, visited the summer haven for the creative capital of the elite in 1940.

But when tourism in Turkey has begun to attract international audiences in the ’70s and ’80s, Amasra turned to coal, concentrating its efforts on local hills exploded in their room. It ‘was coal, which is rescued by Amasra important developments.

In our hotel on the western two bays, we relax on the sofas in the breakfast room overlooking the sea as the city wakes up. Some fishermen to walk around their boats as some old swim in the bay in slow crawl. Soon others followed, including many women in the face-to-toe burka tight. A father reads the newspaper on the promenade, when his son is sent to the bakery and next to him, a police officer to eat his breakfast.

In recent years, the Turks began to return to Amasra, but there is almost no foreigners here. It feels like all the quintessential coastal cities, only more beautiful – the kind of place where regular customers make their normal lives, habits and routines, and simply transplant them into the sea

We are looking for the flat top of Boztepe island, one of the two lumpy outcrops just off the tip of the peninsula. We cross the water on a bridge in ruins Byzantine and go up through the remains of the towers of a handful of Genoa and the Ottoman period wooden houses. There is no sign of sightseeing or these things is Amasra history on his sleeve.

For the top, a brown wooden plates tea grandmothers sitting on benches enjoying the view and order photos. When levels of rocky hill overlooking the pastures throughout the city, the bust of a young couple flirting. Amasra slushily there’s something romantic, the perfect place for a summer romance in bad taste.

We can see the main beach on the east coast of the peninsula, and choose the small fishing boats that blows toward the coast, his decision to be scattered through the city restaurants. In one of the two bays of the city of the strain of a Roman lighthouse was colonized by the guys from the corner as the place hopping adventure on the water. Behind us, sulks away barren little island in the sea has been solved – by a band of 100 black and white rabbits, barely visible through our binoculars.

At night, the central square and a short road connecting the two sides of the peninsula are buzzing. We imitate the local and migrating slowly, hand in hand. At eight o’clock, the whole city smells of fish and grilled meat.

Edges of the peninsula is full of restaurants, and every night we eat fresh prey. Haddock in a pan and Black whitebait are prolific, eaten with fat fingers and squeeze the lemon. All are involved in a 36-ingredient salad Amasra – a bunch of wafer cutting vegetables, including carrots, beets and tomatoes.

Uncle Mustafa (Liman Cukuk Cadessi 8), on the west side of the peninsula, is undoubtedly one of the best restaurants in the country, with a handful of tables scattered along a pebble beach by candlelight, and sitting in the lucky few to join small pier on the water.

As in all Turkish cities, teeming with images of Mustafa Kemal Ataturk, the father of the Republic, in restaurants and shop windows. But here’s another face is almost as important. Long hair, face steaming Baris Akarsu can be seen every 10 steps or more. Few things better symbolize the charm Amasra their cult of the hero, winner of the local Turkish Pop Idol first time in 2004. Adored for his habit of hugging everyone he met, he died in a car accident in 2007.

Unfortunately, Baris death may not be the last tragedy afflicting the city. The government intends to re-cooking coal Amasra western fringes, an event that many locals consider the city to suppress the vapors. A small but determined campaign is going to stop development, but if it fails, Amasra is limited in time as a tourist destination.

Difficult to travel should be vaccinated in any bombing of the lot for a long time, assuming the government does not provide the coup de grace himself. But now, Amasra is what many people say they are, but few really are: escape from reality. Let’s hope it stays that way.

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