Sudak (Судак) and Back

After a very long train journey from Kiev we arrived in Simferopol where we fought through crowds of baying taxi drivers to finally find a Marshrutka (private mini bus thingos) to Sudak. The name of these buses literally translates to 'public transport route' and boy do they pack out. It makes us wonder why the public transport authorities don't just put more services on, they'd make a killing at this time of the year.
The two hour drive was pretty relaxing even sitting in the front with no seatbelts and driving on the 'wrong' side of the road. There was plenty of use of the mysterious 3rd lane which basically is pushing through oncoming traffic at speed but we felt very safe with a friendly driver who stopped to fill up his water supplies at a natural roadside spring and offer it to us.
On arriving in Sudak it was very HOT and busy. So busy we struggled to get accommodation and had to do a fair bit of traipsing to get a room.
Sudak itself was a little beach resort town with a massive Genoese fortress looming over the town and the sea. Pretty amazing scenery. Speaking of scenery we have never seen so many people wearing so few clothes through the entire town. Not just ordinary people but tanned, fit, jaw dropping bodies too. Feeling very overdressed Adam got his top off in no time and Eva invested in a sarong, when in Rome...