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Search for Sertab!
As you know, the WHOLE POINT of our expedition to Turkey was to find one Sertab Erener, Eurovision winner 2003, and all round general star type affair thing. So to speak.
We didn't have high hopes, it's a big country after all, and we were only staying in one town. Nevertheless, determined we were.
We enlisted the help of Sharon and Denise, two lovely South Africans who live in London. They may not have known they were helping, but help they did as they led us up to what we assumed was Sertab's summer cottage. It seemed logical at the time - crowds of people were being taken by the busload - obviously, we thought, for autograph signing.
On closer inspection however, it was actually a dis-used windmill. Oh well, nevermind! The search continued!
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Then we found Kim and Heather - a lovely couple from Luton. Kim turned out to be local, well, he was born in Cyprus. So obviously he was the best person to show us round the hot nightspots of Bodrum. We were convinced Sertab would either be performing, or just shaking her booty on a dancefloor somewhere in town.
With great enthusiasm we had a couple of drinks to settle our nerves - then ventured out on to the throbbing 'Bar Street'. We thought we were hot on the trail as each and every DJ pumped out the anthem that is 'Every Way That I Can'. Our accurate re-enactments of Sertab's winning moves brought us much praise from the First Choice crew - "you two were the best!" belted out one fellow reveller. However, proud that we were, we never found her. Alas, we walked home - meeting Dogiorum on the way.
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Okay, we were disheartened. It was tragic. What HAD we done wrong? Why was she hiding from us? Our self esteem was very low indeed. Shopping was the only remedy - we needed Sertab CDs.
So off we went, and trudged along (without a map) to 'Oasis - you want it, we have it!' shopping centre. What we really wanted was to meet Sertab - but would she be in stock?
Driven by hope we continued our scorching journey, darting dangerously across the main Bodrum highway. We had to keep our eyes peeled at all times. Good job we did - nothing could have prepared us for what we were about to see. You're gagging to find out, so click here.
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