Run, Run, Runaway

We were headed to the bus stop to catch the dolmish into town to do a major stock up of supplies. Food in Turkey is much cheaper than in Greece. So we planned to buy all we could that will store well for the summer. On our way to the bus stop, Steve just happens to glance down and sees, walking on the pavement, right in front of the restaurant in the marina, a red ear slider turtle. The turtle seemed to be in a hurry to go nowhere fast. We were worried that someone would step on him and we didn’t have time to figure out what to do with him, so Steve put him in a little three-tiered fountain just outside the restaurant. That night when we got back from our shopping, we went back to the fountain and there our little rescue turtle was, still swimming around. We asked around the marina to try and figure out where he came from but no one had any idea. There really aren’t any fresh water ponds near the marina. We decided to rescue our little friend and bring him on the boat until we could find a safe place to let him go. So we have a little stowaway on the boat. We named him Runaway since he seemed to be running from something. I tried feeding it cilantro, but he just didn’t seem interested. It wasn’t until we found a can of sardines that someone left on the boat that Runaway get excited. He would eat right off the fork and hold on so tight we could lift him out of the water. He seems to like his new home.