You’ll meet your pilot near the mosque in Antalya or Side before gearing up for your tandem paragliding flight. Soar high above coastlines and ancient ruins with licensed guides who keep things lighthearted but safe. Feel the wind, see the world from above, and land grinning—maybe still a bit shaky.
You’ll meet at Madly Paragliding, directly across from the mosque as described by the operator.
No hotel pickup is listed; you arrive at the meeting point yourself.
Yes, all flights are operated by professional licensed pilots with years of experience.
Your flight includes all necessary equipment such as harnesses and helmets.
This tour isn’t recommended for pregnant travelers or those with spinal or heart conditions but is suitable for most fitness levels.
The sign is directly across from the mosque; you can also ask the manager for exact directions before coming.
Your day includes all flight equipment and an air-conditioned vehicle transfer to and from the launch site—so once you arrive at Madly Paragliding near the mosque in Antalya or Side, everything else is handled by their team of experienced pilots and staff.
We were already laughing about our nerves when we spotted the Madly Paragliding sign, right across from the mosque like they said. I remember the smell of sun-warmed pine needles in the air, and a couple of old men watching us from a bench, probably thinking we were out of our minds. The manager greeted us with a grin—he’d clearly done this a thousand times—and double-checked our names before introducing us to our pilots. I tried to ask something in Turkish (no idea what came out), but he just smiled and pointed at the gear, like “let’s get you flying.”
The whole setup felt pretty relaxed—nobody rushed us, which helped because my hands were honestly shaking a bit. Our guide, Cem, explained how everything worked: harness here, helmet there, “don’t worry about running, just follow me.” He had this way of making it sound like paragliding over Antalya and Side was as normal as catching a bus. When we finally ran down that little slope together, my heart was pounding so hard I barely noticed we’d left the ground until suddenly… silence. Just wind in my ears and the sea way below. My shoes felt weirdly light dangling above all that blue.
Cem pointed out landmarks—ruins off to one side, beaches curling away into haze—and cracked jokes about his first flight (“I almost landed in someone’s picnic”). The air smelled salty up there, mixed with sunscreen from my own face I think. Time got strange; five minutes or twenty? Hard to say. When we landed back on earth (soft grass underfoot), I realized I’d forgotten every worry for a while—just sky and laughter and that shaky joy you get when you do something new. Still can’t believe I did it.

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