Strict, Devout Islamic Beaches--Party Central, You Infidel Dogs

Our good friend Larry, who is hosting Friday Night Beer and Blues at Dust My Broom, sent me this today. Larry knows that by sending The Mayor interesting articles and pictures, his chances of getting some juicy government grants increases tenfold. You should learn from Larry. Yes, I'm talking to you. It's scary that I can see you through your monitor, isn't it? Now go get me a sandwich.

Apparently, Islamic tourism among devout Moslems is the fastest growing segment of Turkish tourism:

"The surfers were fun, but these people had real money," he said.

Mr Ulukent's hotel became one of the first in Turkey to cater exclusively for devout Muslims – no alcohol, segregated bathing, and a pastry cook who earns an extra £60 a month to sing the call to prayer five times a day.

Many Turks single out the hotels as evidence of the impact of religious conservatism.

Now we know which beaches to avoid if we ever go to Turkey.

This may seem odd, but I like the idea of the head-to-toe swimsuit. For one thing, sharks hate polyester, so your chances of being eaten by Jaws drops dramatically, plus, if you don't expose any skin, your body won't burn like an over-done Kurban Bayramı. And if there's one thing I can't stand, it's an over-done Kurban Bayramı.

Life's a Beach...