This is the peninsula that takes away half of your heart and never gives it back to you. It locks it up into the stone houses in Datca. It let you down from Palamutbuku. It carries the smell of almond trees on your nose at the mountains of Guller. Your heart does not want to get out of the sea in Hayıtbuku, it cannot leave from Datca. The songs from all over the world are sang and played at the same time whilst sitting on long tables taking in the nights at Datca. The corn poppies of Yakakoy blossom at the same time in the spring.
Anyone that has been Datca, will never forget it.
Smile! You are in the place where Strabo, the famous Greek Philosopher and Historian said 'God would send his beloved servants to Datca to live longer'.
Datca is the intersection point with Aegean and Mediterranean. 70 km in length on one side of the peninsula spreading from Mediterranean.
The culture of Datca cuisine carries the varieties of both vegetables and sea foods. Natural vegetables and fruits, cereals and especially almond are inevitabilities.
Datca, is not a kind of holiday destination that you can just spend all day in a hotel or on the beach