To reach a port we must set sail –
Sail, not tie at anchor
Sail, not drift.
F. D. Roosevelt
We went as far as we could go in the north, inevitably finding boats.
“Life has loveliness to sell,
All beautiful and splendid things,
Blue waves whitened on a cliff,
Soaring fire that sways and sings,
And children’s faces looking up,
Holding wonder like a cup.
Life has loveliness to sell,
Music like a curve of gold,
Scent of pine trees in the rain,
Eyes that love you, arms that hold,
And for your spirit’s still delight,
Holy thoughts that star the night.
Spend all you have for loveliness,
Buy it and never count the cost;
For one white singing hour of peace
Count many a year of strife well lost,
And for a breath of ecstasy
Give all you have been, or could be.”
― Sara Teasdale
The coastline in Northern Cyprus is breathtaking. Curling along the cliffs– a wonderful oceanfront road. We took several days to explore up and down. There is a certain kind if light…
There are a few places I have always wanted to go. Turkey is one of them. Ever since I first watched the Globe Trekker, Pilot Guides episode on the Lonely Planet series where the host goes to a Hamam and buys a carpet, I have wanted to go to Turkey.
That was a long time ago, and recently we fulfilled our desire to go to Turkey.
But it was bad. I don’t know if it was us, or if our expectations were just too high. Of course we were in an emergency situation, what with our being stranded without money for a while. But I always tend to think that a crisis brings out who we are, and it gives others a chance to respond to us and interact in a certain way that we don’t get every day. So I made (the wrong) assumption that somebody was going to be sympathetic to our plight and just offer a little help or support or even a smile and a “sorry man, can’t help you”. But we didn’t find a sympathetic person in all of the three days we spent trapped at Atatürk Airport.
Recently two flight routes to Istanbul were added to the list of offerings. One: Air Canada — Toronto to Istanbul and Turkish Airways São Paulo to Istanbul.
These flights were interesting to us because they offer a direct flight to Istanbul and from there we could transit to Lebanon making the journey a little easier.
Because we were in Brazil we decided to fly Turkish Airways to Istanbul, do a tour, visit Cyprus and carry on to Lebanon.
But we will never fly Turkish Airlines again. In fact our experience and the customer service was so bad, we decided not to return to Istanbul and give up our return ticket because they were so rude. That’s saying a lot. When you save up for travel and you choose to spend more money just to avoid the airline?
I think the thing that bothers me the most was the disdain and complete indifference by the Turkish Airways airport staff. The service on the airline was regular. Nothing outstanding, nothing offensive.
The staff at the airport could help us with nothing. We had to make changes to tickets and we couldn’t use the website to do that. When we called the phone numbers there was no answer. We even called Turkish Airways in Toronto hoping to get assistance, to no avail. Then after exhausting all other possibilities we stood in line for 4 hours at the ticketing counter — we were number 427. We got nowhere.
In fact there are thick panels of glass between the ticketing agents and the customer. I know why.
Because we do a lot of flying and Turkish Airlines is a Star Alliance partner we thought that maybe we could have gotten assistance. Nope. If that does exist, no one was willing to tell us about it. A lot of the customer service agents would listen to us and then dismiss us with a wave of the hand saying “I can’t help you, next…”
Best Airline in Europe? What????
The best, after three days of no one cracking a single smile, to see this:
Usually I not a complainer. I don’t whine. I just do what I have to do and move on. But damn, this was one bad experience!
Yep. Forget Hagia Sophia, the Blue mosque. No bazzars, no carpet, no Hamam and certainly no signs of ancient civilization.
It’s been a while, but surprise, surprise! We have been travelling.
Our “anniversary” came and we found ourselves in Northern Cyprus. It’s was an epic journey.
Stranded in Istanbul.
Bank strike in Brazil. 21 euros in our pocket, credit cards flagged, no cellular service and limited Internet access.
Sounds like the beginning of a quest right?
Turkey had always been on my travel list. The series of events didn’t leave us happy to be there! In the end it’s the journey though right?
We learned a lot. Like, thank goodness my Dad lives in Canada where Western Union works, and how to share a sandwich between two people over three days, and where to get free Internet in the Istanbul airport, a place I swear I will never go again!!!
Ps: if you are googling from the Istanbul airport right now and your wondering about Western Union, stick to TEB. Turk Ekonomi Bankaski on the 1st floor by the flower stand. In our three day stint they were the most sympathetic and honest to deal with.
But anyway, here are a few preliminary shots from the road!
This is where you find free Internet. (Or you buy one sandwich and scam Internet for the next three days) The Take-Off cafe.
Because it is quite beautiful, when you do arrive…
It was delightful to visit Kew Gardens and see the IncrEdibles exhibit there. Edible landscapes, all over it. Food not lawns! Of course, I think the perfectly manicured and weeded gardens (royal horticultural society?) are a little different than a “commoners”attempt at ripping up the lawn and planting an edible front lawn. My sister did this two summers ago– much to the chagrin of her neighbours at first. Now her yard has grown in wonderfully but she could have used the Kew gardens examples a few years ago! None withstanding, for the 1.35 million people who visit per year, some must have thought a little bit about planting some edibles of their own!
Here’s a look at whats happening there:
After a long journey we finally came to rest in England. Because our visit was quick we decided to stay at the Sofitel in Heathrow. A good choice. It was a bit of pampering, but well worth it!
Mr. Abrahao had business meetings and so I treated myself to afternoon tea, and an afternoon in the hydro-spa. That was pretty nice. I am now craving these yummy scones, dreaming dreaming! Spoiled!