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Rebecca Collins
12 May 2026
Unexpected. Days later, what stays with me is the quiet rhythm of the boat gliding along the Dalyan River with our small group spread out on the deck, watching the reed beds slide past. The guide pointed out the Lycian rock tombs as we drifted by, which felt almost otherworldly in the soft spring light. The bus ride from Marmaris was a bit long and the return felt crowded, but the slow pace between stops and the contrast between the river, the mud baths, and Turtle Beach made the whole journey oddly soothing.