Xuma Village

Xuma sits on twenty-three acres of the Yalıkavak peninsula's west-facing coastline, runs from the beginning of June to the end of October, and caps daily capacity at three hundred and fifty by long-running house policy, Halikarnas-style crush has never been on the menu here. The room is bohemian-mature: wood, white cotton, six adults-only bungalows for overnight stays, no DJ at sunset, no bottle-service spectacle. The reader who finds Scorpios too curated and Bagatelle too show-off ends up at Xuma. Twenty-eight summers in 2025 is the credential, the same Istanbul families have rented the same loungers since the early 2000s, and the booking choreography reflects it. Walk-in on a Tuesday is possible; a Saturday in August needs a phone call ten days out.