Altinkum

If it wasn’t for Aunt Marlene’s recommendation of this place, I may never have set foot on Turkish soil!

Around five years ago, when looking for a bargain half-term escape, the travel rep said we have an amazing buy to Turkey. Thoughts crossed my mind of letching sex hungry males, hassling waiters and below standard sanitation. Could this be a country to take a single parent and young daughter for the school-break?

Well, we didn’t end up in Altinkum that time but we did land in Marmaris and never looked back. Now at last, I was about to discover the place that cast a magical spell over the retired welsh widow. Ahoy, Altinkum … literally translated Golden sands.

Dusty carpetbags, Apollo's temple and the blue rinse brigade … I think that about sums it up! I’m only joking. But to the latent observer you wouldn’t be mistaken for coming to the same conclusion. On the surface, it looks quite uninspiring. Yet it does have something that many of the other Turkish holiday resorts have lost. It’s still managed to retain its naivete. Amazing really, considering how many tourists have bathed on its wonderful shores. If you can imagine Protaras, Cyprus in the early eighties … Pineda, Costa Brava in the seventies then you’ll catch my drift.

Altinkum came across as a place of habit … once visited there was no going back. Whilst supping a glass of anatolian red with seasoned property developer Ayhan … he pointed out several customers, that were even sitting at the same table they’ve sat at for years. There appears to be a warm heart here … visiting tourists really feel it’s home from home. Especially when they can buy at such incredible prices! Okay, Altinkum has jumped up a little in the last year but hey, when you can purchase a holiday apartment from as little as 10,000£ (second hand) whose grumbling.

This is by far one of the cheapest property purchasing resorts along the Aegean Coast. As always, it depends on what you want … this is why I’ve tracked down two excellent emlaks here.

On the main beach road, above the Summer Garden restaurant is where you’ll find Ayhan and Helen. The whole concern is a family affair with sisters working in their restaurant beneath, brothers owning handy furniture shops, hire car companies and airport transfer services.

Ayhan’s business has grown over the last year, due to their understanding of what the client wants, providing it and doing it well! They have built their own luxury apartment blocks that are selling like hot cakes. And I can understand why after going to view several … just as good if not better than anything you’ll find in cosmopolitan Marmaris. And I should know after viewing most aparts throughout the summer in that resort.

Ayhan has thought about every last detail … 24hr security, own generators, natural water supply, community games rooms and even all facilities for English TV channels. This is above and beyond the norm in Turkey. Yes, you do have to pay a little more for these, but at around £30,000 for a brand new, two-bedroom luxury apart your money is going a long way!

Their recent success has enabled them to expand … now boasting a ten people workforce. But no problem, you will get to meet charming Ayhan himself. He assures me he makes it his policy to personally meet every customer. And I believe that to be true, by the amount of people waving from balconies and stopping to speak to him at his own new build apartment block.

Our next Altinkum star … is Rose Yalcun. Whilst browsing at properties in her emlak window, she popped her head around the door with a lovely natural smile. Oh what a pity I thought, great prices, great smile, genuine eyes but maybe only Turkish speaking. Thankfully, I was proved wrong. Rose has excellent English after working as a certified travel agent for many years. Even though she has only recently hopped on the emlak wagon … her husband Okan, is one of the first emlaks in this area with a working history of numerous land and property sales over the last eight years.

This husband and wife team really know their stuff! If you’re looking for that genuine bargain … here is where to come. Yes, you’ll have to pass by all the glossy emlaks with fancy furniture and fittings that adorn every corner of Altinkum but you won’t be sorry. When you can purchase a brand new detached villa with private pool for under £50,000 it’s got to be good. And if you buy the land and use their architect and building services the price gets even better!

Hand written customer testimonials adorned the desk and walls … both German and English. Many, satisfied customers have passed through their warm capable hands. Rose went to feed their new baby girl and Okan and I left to dine on sumptuous aubergine and meatball kebabs at their local food haunt … A small locanta (Turkish eatery) tucked away in the back streets.

Alas, it was time to leave Altinkum. On arriving I thought this is not my cup of tea … but on leaving I felt as if I was departing an old friend.

It’s not glitzy and glam like Marmaris, there are no superficial edges. What you see is what you get … a bit disheveled and unkempt like a bad hair day in places.

However, one thing you can be sure of, Altinkum is genuine … a place where you can relax and just be yourself. I was definitely sceptical when reading a local guidebook saying the area gives you a feeling of ‘limitless freedom’. But it’s strangely true … I felt it.

Staying for an extra day, there was something about the ancient area of Didum, that didn’t want me to depart. I found out why on the road leading out. Can you believe it; I almost drove right past the third greatest temple of the ancient world … the architectural twin of the no longer existing Artemision, one of the Seven Wonders of the ancient World!

The Temple Of Apollo, in all its majestic glory stood to my left beckoning me to stop and enter. When you trip across something like this by accident it leaves you gulping for breath. I was speechless … a first for me!

As I walked in the warm September sun around the colossal columns, accompanied by a few stray tinkling goats … I wondered exactly what went on here. Turkey has the most awesome antiquities but they fall miserably behind on displaying signs to tell the visitor what they’re all about.

It wasn’t until I met a local poet/writer in the neighbouring village of Akkoy did I find out the mystical goings on of the ancient temple. The grand architectural lady of time was primarily used as an oracle … thousands would flock here to sit in consultation with one of the fourteen female fortune-tellers. And as stories go, if you stay at the small oracle pansion, adjacent to the temple, you will receive direction in your dreams of where to find hidden treasure. Drat … If only I knew that last night!

Akkoy certainly does have a strange feel about it. An eerie place where ghosts walk its narrow cobbled streets and cats do not sleep after midnight.

Fancy buying into a piece of history? Beware … Akkoy has uncanningly protected itself from foreign property buyers with complicated tapus (house deeds) extending to numerous family members. Continue on to the next village, Bankoy to see if that takes your fancy … not quite as magical, but may do the trick. Several brits have already successfully purchased here.