Village Visit

Everyone says you should go out and see Sirince when you stay at Selcuk, though they can't really say why, other than they make really nice fruit wines out there - but the wines are on sale in Selcuk anyway.

We had plenty of time, so we went and climbed on the bus to Sirince.


It was one o'clock in the afternoon, and the bus driver seemed preoccupied with a couple of plastic bags and lunch boxes on the seat beside him. A few minutes down the road, still in Selcuk, he stopped in the middle of a quiet street to hand as a boy came out from a small cafe and handed him a wrapped meal and collected some empty dishes.

We continued up into the nearby hills, the road was steep and we crawled around several hairpin bends as the bus ground its way higher among orchards, vineyards and fields of olive trees ... and still the driver was fiddling with something on the seat beside him. It was making me quite nervous, I desperately wanted him to watch the road, no matter how many times he had been up here.

We rounded yet another corner and the bus got even slower as a man trotted out onto the road, received his lunch through the bus window without the bus stopping, and ran back to his farm vehicle.


Charming little village, Sirince, very quaint. A bit sad this time of year with everyone sitting around desperately waiting for some tourists to come through.

But they are obviously not totally reliant on tourism. There were farmers on their tractors and people going about their regular business. They probably think tourists are very strange the way we go around taking photos of all the ordinary things.