David did not get arrested

We are now situated at the Argos in the Pigeon Valley of Cappodakya. We hung out in the barren Bucharest airport where the anti-terrorist machine gun toting people look so good you'd think they were movie extras on Battlestar Galactica, we stood in line to enter Turkey. The lines were short on people, but long on the thorough discussions the border guards were having with the entering people. They opened new stands up, the one devoted to Turkish nationals, and we rushed over. We made it to the front only to find we needed a visa - yes, somehow I missed this requirement, but no big deal. We rushed over to the buy a visa section, charged our need, and headed back to the shorter lines.

Two old women straight out of a Russian fairy tale cut in front of us, as well as a gentleman wearing a long something-or-other, as did yet a 4th person. This is when we learned how lines are formed. There is not one central line feeding all other lines. The shoert lines to the right of us were really short & required people. We hopped over.

The two babushkas with their rose-covered scarves, black skirts, & checkered blouses moved over to the empty stand labelled, "Turkish Nationals". Dave & I waited. That's when I began to notice the deliberation with which people were allowed to pass through. Two minutes per person. We were 8th in line. I didn't notice the guy with the long dress thing in front of me carrying a bag stamped "duty free Irak".

We finally made it through with 30 minutes to spare before boarding our next flight.

Turkish Air is an amazing airline. They seem to have wider & deeper seats, they still serve food on a 3 hour flight. I was able to fall asleep without Medical assistance. We landed in Kayseri (pronounced like "kaiser"). No baggage - no joke. Just joking. Apparently it had arrived on a different flight. Both pieces ( we made it out of Romania without unpacking bag #3), in a different part of the terminal. We weren't the only ones, so there were a trail of little touristlings following the Momma airline employee across the tarmac, around to the next building. I guess we'd been quarrantined for some reason. Ha!

Our driver met us and everything started to go right. Yea! Kadir!

Uchishar makes me speechless...


The Argos hotel is one of the few hotels worth paying extra for. More on this later. I've been indulging in a very dry muscat and it's late.

We're well and i made it out of the tomb.