Swiming in a pool filled with mud is something I will never forget. On our tour in Pamakkale, we stopped for lunch at a four star hotel. But first we had fouty five minutes of free time to splash around in some wicked pools. First, I'm going to check out the mud pool. The water was warm, and when you steped inside, an inch of goopy mud would xquish between my toe's. When I got out, the mud that was in my hair, went stiff causing my hair to look like spaghetti sticks. This, as you can see is me in enjoying the life of a pig.
Saturday, May 2, 2009
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