The Breakfast Pack

The next morning we wake up quite early to prepare to check out and catch our bus to Marmaris. With that in mind we head to breakfast which is served outside in the courtyard today. We decide we need to pocket some snacks for the 4 hour bus ride.

We arrive to the courtyard to plant ourselves in some deserted corner furthest from every one else. We take a look at each other and know exactly what we need to do. We race to the buffet table and grab random bread rolls and chicken sandwich meat. We manage to grab some crossiants and cakes as well. Anyone watching us must think we eat alot. We had plates full of food on the table and slowly one by one they disappeared into the bag.

We had the food but realised we needed to pocket some cutlery as well. Moments later this was acheived. We grabbed our bag and slowly made our way out of the courtyard without attracting attention to ourselves. Once we were out, we ran like lunatics to the room to pack the food away.
It was time to check out and say bye to Pammukale. For a moment I was sad but knew we couldn't stay here forever.