What else can you think about if like me you have been left at Istanbul
Airport with your airline ticket in your hand
and your money is all
in the briefcase and the only deal the Airport Check In Desk is interested in is the Master Card not the Visa Barclaycard. Fortunately, for this writer I happened to have both on
my person so I quickly tipped my companion who was hauling my luggage from the arrival point at Istanbul Airport to the check in desk and then hopefully I had scored a first
in this respect as since that point in time I have received no letters no emails and nothing to worry about in terms of
getting things wrong at Istanbul Airport so the issue turns around on its head and I obviously appear to have got things right at Istanbul Airport.
The Check In Girl smiled sweetly and checked me in - and my baggage - in without further ado and I was directed off to yet another departure point/lounge at Istanbul Airport ... and even to this day every time I see one of those 3 tier luggage wheeley trolleys twice as tall as I am in stocking feet ... I hear myself mutter .... Istanbul Airport ... and of course Aziz or however thinks I like all Western writers have gone a bit crazy as this is Britain not Istanbul Airport. I continue to believe that Aziz is speaking to me in symbolic terms and that I am facing the sign on my right hand which points to ::
ALL PASSENGERS HEADING FOR ALGERIA PLEASE GO TO POINT A ..
and even today, I wish it were me that was getting on that flight to Algeria but then as now I return faithfully rather like a homing pidgeon back to London England and settle yet again in the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland ..... all good stuff .. keep on blogging ...