Our flotilla is heading to the Gulf of Fethiye, where mornings begin not with an alarm clock but with the sound of waves lapping against the hull. This week isn’t about the route or squeezing everything in. It’s about savouring the moment.
We’ll call at Gemiler Island, long associated with Saint Nicholas. Among its ancient stones lie the ruins of Byzantine churches and an old covered walkway leading up to the top of the hill. Pilgrims have come here for centuries, and even today the island is remarkably quiet. You can climb to the top, take in the view of the bay from above and simply spend some time with yourself.
There will also be anchorages in coves where it’s just us, the sea and the mountains. Sunrises on deck, swims in crystal-clear water, long conversations over dinner. On a yacht, your thoughts gradually slow to the pace of the boat, and what once felt urgent fades into the background.
We’ll live by the rhythm of the sea. Listen to the silence. Come back to ourselves. And take home not souvenirs, but the feeling that there’s room inside again for what truly matters.
