In Pazar you keep crossing between old stone streets and the present day — step out of the narrow lanes and you're suddenly on the coast, turn back and you're swallowed by those same lanes again. Sitting by the harbor watching the sea, wandering the market with no destination, or walking the coastline — nobody can say which one's better. No die on hand? No problem — pick a number between your two fists and let it set tonight's direction.