Our bags were all packed and we were ready to leave Mahmutlar.
The one downside about the area is its distance from the airport. After a two hour taxi drive we arrived at Antalya airport. It cost 60 euro. Both Ger and I only had a 50 euro note. Our taxi driver didn't have any change. We asked if he took coins and he said he did. So Ger and I started searching our depleated purses for another 10 euro. The taxi driver looked at our frantic efforts and said
"No problem. You can pay me next year when you come back."
Yes, you heard me right!
I know I have booked him twice but that is no guarantee that I would ever contact him again. That is one examle of what a generous and trusting people the Turks are.
Ger and I managed to scrape up the balancing 10 euro!
So I am back home in Raharney. I am trying not to get depressed as I look out at the spilling rain.
Think positive, think positive.
My cases lie open in the hallway. I make myself put away 10 items every time I pass by.
How come it is much more fun to pack than unpack?