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Turkey Day 4
... in fact, looked like olive branches. Emily tried one and found it exceptionally unappetizing. Emily You may have had fish nibble your feet before. But I bet you you never paid money to make it happen. I screamed like a girl when I first put my feet in the tank. The blue eyeshadowed pioritor ran over "Not so loud not so loud" I was pretty sure she didn't want me scaring away other customers or fish. So I gritted my teeth while the fish nibbled. It felt exactly like ...
Turkey Turkey turkey!!!
... and noone had notified us!!! we were being picked up at 320 am NOT 420 am! which really sucked because our flight was at 815! we basically got no sleep got on our bus Sinisa tried to complain but the tour agency doesnt speak English only Turkish and Russian! got on the bus and they packed us FULL on a tiny bus! for 3 hours we picked up more and more people. finally arrived at the airport and checked in! YES! we high fived almost out of ...
NO ENGLISH!!!
... with every push every person cutting me and the craziness of it all.
All SInisa grunts is “these people are not educated, look at them”. Alright
grouchy come on lets eat! Thank goodness the food was good at lunch! We didn’t do much the rest of the day cant
relaly make friends as everyone is Russian and none of them speak English Sinisa
somehow finds other Macedonians to talk or more likely complain with ...
Athens to Antalya
... to runway 03R and took off to the North before making a hard turn into the SID and maintaining 5000ft as per requirements....
Had a good look at the famous Greek Islands nearby, and gradually climbed to F350 for the cruise..
Capt Picasso was following in a "light twin" (The NGX) and he struggled to keep up as differences in weather platforms meant I had 30 knots extra tailwind.
After a brief flight we started descent on the ERGIN1R STAR for runway ...
Supporting the Irish!
After a 7 hour bus journey, I arrived and met up with Tim. I was staying at Club Nena, but the Tennis and players were at the Ali Bey next door, and once I'd negotiated the security I spent most of my time at Ali Bay with Tim and the Irish team, returning to Nena to sleep..
It was good fun, and in the middle of the week I decided that I didn't feel like slow-travelling back to London, so took a flight to Zurich, train to Dijon and was back in Marcilly on 16th.
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