When J and I are on our travels, if we can’t have villages or forests or mountains or rivers or canyons, then we’ll settle for back streets.
On our wander around the NW of Turkey we stayed for a few days in the rather nice town of Ayvalık (Quincy, as in Jones, or like a quince), which turned out to be one of the few towns that I wouldn’t mind living in. It has a lot going for it – it’s not too big, there are lots of old buildings and narrow streets and alleyways; beautiful surrounding countryside and great seascapes. The pace of life is a bit less frantic than your average town – the place has style and grace and I whole-heartedly recommend it to you.
sunset over Lesvos
Anyway, enough of the reklam (advert), let’s take a gentle wander around the back streets and see what we shall see!
Much of the town’s Greek character is intact with old buildings being restored and put to new uses. The boutique hotel we stayed in, right by the water, has had a really tasteful restoration and transformation from an olive oil factory – pity about their breakfasts, though (we’d been spoilt by the Çiçekli Bahçe Motel). So, as you wander there are always twists and turns and surprises around some of the corners. There are gentle smiles and greetings from this or that doorstep; knockers to be photographed (a minor obsession – and relatively harmless); church-mosques to visit and carts to admire; coffees to be taken in cool cafés and lunches in atmospheric restaurants. It is also the home to the fabulous Çöp (M)adam project, and much else. Let’s get on . . .
is it a church or a mosque? Ayos Yorgis Church/Çınarlı Cami
Valentino Rossi’s lilac period
horse-drawn carts like this are in everyday use in Ayvalik
At Parking Place – it’s an ‘in’ joke
waiting a loving restoration
Ayvalık from Şeytan Sofrası – Satan’s Table
OK Corral Ayvalık
There are lots more photos, but I don’t want to bore you too much; just one final thought . .
. . the Police Moral Education Centre . . . now there’s an outcome to be desired
Alan Fenn, Okçular Köyü