Serik leaves you torn between two extremes: quiet small-town life among the cotton fields on one side, the artificial shine of Belek's golf courses on the other. Do you drop into the cold water of the Köprüçay river and float downstream, or turn doing absolutely nothing at Boğazkent beach into an art form? By evening, sipping tea back in the center, you still won't have decided. Neither do we, honestly. Roll the dice and let the current handle the rest.