Abandoned French hotel, a mysterious Rock on the edge of Kemer, return on a passing boat....

Sometimes just out of curiosity, there can be a whole intense adventure. You never know how this or that walk will turn out. This is always the case in life, the most interesting thing is not planned. So from the civilized beach Moonlight Park, I always looked at the inaccessible beach, blocked by a deep ditch into which the sea current flows, and always wanted to get on it. We noticed a mysterious path that led to an unknown part of Kemer and climbed through the net, we went to a kind of whole fishing village, so to speak.

Ships stood on both sides of the bay and people rested on them. The bay stretches not with a weak shield from stagnant fish or something like that. If the good men hadn't taken us to their other side in their ship, we would have suffocated while looking for the bridge. But we successfully reached the other shore and went along the shore to the edge of the spit, which was our goal. Going directly to the sea, we went to the desert beach along the coast.

In fact, I will tell you less comfort for swimming here, because there are many stone parts and unpleasant algae, but it showed the wildness of the place, the lack of people exacerbated the effect of the unknown. There were also typical stone rocks with greenery that bloomed attractively.

After turning the corner, we noticed many white buildings, which marked the beginning of the French hotel. The closer we got to the hotel, the more noticeable were the signs of an abandoned civilization. Here, near the rocky wall, an enviable attractive cove is formed in which you want to swim. Meanwhile, to the left of the side stands and mourns the unfortunate hint of the pier alone, knee-deep in turquoise water, and the hotel proudly contemplates it from a height.

Probably it should have been noted long ago that this French hotel has been inactive for a number of years. It is abandoned and tourists do not come here, but nevertheless no owners brazenly made this area impassable, and left the whole area with security and cameras. I believe it is a crime to restrict people's access to the natural landscape at the edge of the spit. But you know who is looking, he will find, or he will reach.

In short, we set off on the road leading to the hotel. Cute steps of the hotel stretched up from the beach and we decided to climb them. The hotel itself, as it is located on a slope, visited by such steps, for convenience, all this is connected by stone paths with large sides. And so, after a short ascent, the road was sharply cut off by a barrier, there is no further type of road.

Everything in this life is relative, relative to whom it is not? All paths are open for us. Oh, don't intimidate us with your cameras. We deftly and smoothly climbed the sidewalk and walked down the civilized beautiful alley of an abandoned hotel.

It used to be a really rare place to relax, everything here is very atmospheric with a claim to a high level. An inaccessible bay in the rocks, visible from the height of the alley on which we stood.

As I later checked for sure, we really caught a rare moment. That day, perhaps the hotel patrol had a sleepy hour or something like that, in general, he lost his vigilance and we calmly walked through this entire dead zone.

Around were low identical white houses in this style of Israel and not a soul around. I really thought at that moment that no one goes there, and that they lied to us that the passage was blocked here. By the way, the vegetation here was different from that on a civilized beach, and this is really surprising, since a difference of 100 meters should not have made a difference. There are especially many pines around here and in general the atmosphere of nature is completely different. Having passed the picturesque lanes, we came out on a wide park area, there was a beautiful meadow and a clean long deserted beach.

Wow, this really is such a trump place. I would like to rest here if the hotel was operational, but I'm not French. So neatly groomed area until now. When I walked and surveyed this entire spacious park, I was embarrassed by the silence, everything was so cleaned up, but there was no one and this is extremely suspicious. Although I don’t watch and don’t like horror films, it was at that moment that for some reason I thought that suddenly a flock of zombies would run out of all those quiet houses and we would have to run away. Well, to be honest, it really didn't feel right there.

And when we finally passed that eerie piece of land and went into a more wild steppe forest with dry grass and flowers, I was calmer. And when a few minutes later, a security guard appeared on the hotel grounds, I realized that the area is very much under surveillance, and I'm just paranoid. Can it be called simple? However, I was scared of the security guard, because I was aware that we had entered the territory illegally and I was afraid that the security guard would run after us and demand to pay a fine.

Wow, and here we are at the finish line, and as if everything is behind us, the goal of our arrival is a beautiful rocky hill inaccessible at first glance point for tourists. This rock hides many mysterious bays, which can only be reached by ship. What a beautiful spacious area with wildflowers and also many fluffy, small bushes, and dudes who somehow got here and fishing. This rock completely overgrown with pines is very huge.

Also from afar you can see the opaque jungle of the local mountains.
It was even possible to climb to the top of the trail, but it was too late and we had to return home. But there is no going back. We are fined. And oops, in the distance I saw a ship and I came up with a brilliant idea, we, as in the movies about the desert islands, began to wave to the guy on the ship, and ops unexpected moment, he turned and began to sail in our direction🙉.

We were shocked, that the plan worked and very happy, that we are not remained trapped on the island and we return home another way. Of course to the shore he could not swim and we were a little water. Problem rise to high skirting boat was not a problem as the owner of the boat with ease on stage, we picked up on board, without even straining. Wow, how much he's strong.

The boat raced steadily cutting wave and I was silly fun view sitting on the bow of the boat. In the distance on the shore was the same French hotel. Vast expanses of sea beautiful from all angles. Wind dispel my hair, and I stared at inspiring future prospects that await us on the other side.

The captain of the boat, after disembarking us, behaved as passively as if he did not care about these 50 lira. But lastly, I persuaded him to take some cute selfies :)

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