I knew the following things, but didn't put them all together in my head prior to Kusadasi: Turkey doesn't exactly have the best record on women's rights; going to a Middle Eastern bazaar means putting up with aggressive shop vendors; I was on this cruise as a single female. Do your little A therefore B therefore C logic and the end result is that the day in Kusadasi wasn't my highlight of the trip. Since I know my parents are probably freaking out, nothing bad happened, it was just annoying.
I literally think every single shop had a couple guys working who all called out to me in various ways (where you from, lady, you in the brown shirt, etc- nothing bad) to try to get me to come to their shop. The calls were slightly lessened when I tailed older couples who could pass as my grandparents, but that wasn't a permanent solution. The funniest follow-up when I had ignored a shop keeper was "don't worry, he's safe; he's a good gay," and I hadn't even told them I'm from San Francisco!
They had loads of fakes of everything, and I learned that the handbag designer I most like is Mulberry, a British designer who after some online research between shops is apparently more expensive than Louis Vuitton, Prada, Gucci, Tori Burch, and all the usuals I had heard of before. That meant the good Mulberry copies were more expensive than all those other fakes. I didn't get anything because it was hot, humid, and sadly, shopping wasn't any fun.
It made me reconsider if I would have had more fun going to the ruins and home of the Virgin Mary in Ephesus, but folks who did that tour just kept talking about how hot it was and how all they remembered was the rug making presentation at the end, so that probably wasn't loads better either.
These were some photos from around the rest of Kusadasi. I called it and didn't explore the city too thoroughly since I wanted to be sure to rest up for Santorini the next day.