Waiking up with the bird song and sun is really nice…
But the tent was in the shadow of the tree and the moisture from the sea was still on the tent… it took some more time to get ready. 
After a few Kilometres, a for me special church appeared: one that had covered parking slot… I guess so the people could come to the Messe on hot sunny Sundays…
Once again taking the alternative road
and having loving and dead olive trees:
Concrete / Beton factory in the back:
And the first sea touristic villages:
And at the entrance of the half island, the first nice beaches 
And winter-sleeping / empty villages:
With some nice downhills:
And uphills again:
And some sheeps
And the next beach
And arriving at Neo Marmaras :
