It does sounds like a disease, but just as you know the ways certain diseases are spread, yet in the heat of the moment you can not resist and fall into something nasty, so is it with the tourist trap. On our trip to Turkey I decided that what I really wanted for my birthday was to visit Pamukkale. And it was heartbreaking in the disappointment it brought. It may just be the only place in our travels that the pictures we took look better than the reality. Not to let experience deter me however (I swear rats have higher learning curves) on this trip I declared it was to be the Blue Lagoon.
Patrick warned me, cautioning me with tales of Pamukkale, and so I concluded that we would check out Myvatin's nature baths Jarbodinl instead, and if we loved it we would brave the Blue Lagoon - if not then I still got a day soaking in blue water followed by lamb. (Sorry to my vegetarian readers, and also to cute furry animals everywhere, but they are delicious, and I have discovered that when hungry I would in fact divulge state secrets not under torture, but rather after a couple of days with just a little food followed by the scent of bacon frying. Who am I kidding here, after a couple of hours).
