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I suppose it was the Tom Sawyer, Huckleberry Finn manner of our boyhood that left us with a deep love for the lifestyle, values and environment long since sacrificed to secure the material riches of the modern world. Yet part of us never left the backwater village where we grew up. Part of us still yearned for the simple pleasures and delights of that time and place.  Return visits, necessitated to respect the passing of boyhood friends no longer with us, simply confirm the passing of those days long ago, those`blue remembered hills.’ Where the sun shone all day and the peace and security were visible and audible in everything around. Nothing is the same anymore. Houses cover fields where we once ran so free, woodland we explored for lost treasure; levelled for farming and the river that once held challenge and fear in its currents and frothing falls, now little more than a tedious stream. Ah well, at least the memories remain.

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Dalyan’s wonderful beach, rich, lush valley and rolling mountains magically preserve that special quality, that magical moment in time that we though was gone forever.

Now let’s cut with the poetry, take off the rose coloured glasses and get on with the story. 

Charlie, he’s my younger brother, calls me with the message:- 

“There’s Cheap holiday in Turkey Bruv! 

Ever been to Turkey? Come on lad! Surprise Pauline, we fly out on Monday!”

The rest as they say is history. As the airport bus pulled away from dropping us outside our apartments in Dalyan I remember thinking how quiet and nice it all seemed. We checked in, unpacked and took the obligatory inspection walk into town. Restaurants, ethnic shops and hairdressers featured on this first reconnaissance. Dalyan was nice! It had a good feel to it and the people were immediately friendly. Our account for the first meal came to something less than £20. Pausing to check that there had been no mistake, we were 4 in number and we consumed 3 magnificent courses washed down with liberal amounts of alcohol. No, the account was correct 3 courses for around £5 a person. The first night was good.

If the first night was good, the remainder of the week turned out to be a shere delight as things got better and better as Dalyan expressed its quiet calm magic on us all.
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On Turtle Beech we met Helenka, a fluent English speaking Brit with a Welsh/Polish pedigree. She invited us to visit her brother in laws Hotel, The Metin, in the centre of town. Again, cutting a long story short we took up the invite, enjoyed still more wonderful hospitality.  In our family we have a rule that there are so many beautiful places on planet earth to visit that we never go back to a holiday destination. Dalyan shattered that rule of nearly three decades and a second holiday was booked staying in the Metin just 6 weeks after our first visit to Dalyan.  Over the next few years we travelled time and time again to this wonderful vestige of unspoilt paradise. Dalyan’s beauty and charm captured our hearts as did the warmth of the people and the sheer magic that this nature reserve engenders.

Indeed we continue to feel the same way about it as do all that come to visit us. Again to cut a long story short, we introduced friends and associates to our Jewel in Dalyan. The economics spoke for themselves, £14,000 in rental income in year one. A minimum of a 35% capital appreciation and our Jewel soon turned out to be more than a Jewel in name and nature. The economics were better than good!

Very soon others were looking to share in our Dalyan adventure. Dave, our friend and colleague for many years was first to seize the opportunity. Once again we were able to share in the excitement and joy displayed by him and his wife as their plans were drawn up and their dream villa took shape. Like our first build, Dave’s property rose from foundation to completion in around 7 months. Like our first Vila his rental experience and capital appreciation was great. 

So many friends and associates who stayed at our Villa, like us, fell in love with the region, the peace and tranquillity, the people and that special magic.  that is Dalyan. Such was the demand for help and advice in finding land, drawing up plans, commissioning a builder, meeting the planning and legal requirements, indeed answering the myriad of questions that go with the task of building a holiday home. 

The rest, as they say is history. RTB was formed, associates appointed and an administration put into place. The aim of our company is to give the best advice and support to those seeking to return to their roots and build a holiday home in Dalyan. RTB people spend a lot of time in Dalyan, We are committed to the quality of our service and associates and remain dedicated to the controlled growth and development of the village. In that time honoured expression `Big enough to cope - Yet small enough to care, RTB offers an efficient, friendly and comprehensive service of advice and support from inception to final hand over. We work with our clients to turn the dream of a holiday home in paradise into the reality that they will love and enjoy for a lifetime. Leave the pressure of the daily drag far behind. Recapture those darling buds of May from a time you thought was gone forever. Goodnight John Boy……Hello Dalyan….. Paradise regained. 

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