I got the site running again! I tried to write a post yesterday, and couldn't get to it. Magically it reappeared today, which is good, because my "fix-it" skills are limited to 1) complain loudly 2) stomp around and hit random keys and 3) magic, so if it won't magically fix, I'm kind of at a loss.
Yesterday we went to the Turkish side of the island again, and although there were "no pictures" signs posted all along the border, and armed soldiers dourly staring at us, some of the girls on our trip still didn't seem to get the hint, so when one of them took a picture OF THE NO PICTURE SIGN, and another of a guard, everyone was surprised when a soldier came over and went through her camera, deleting the pictures. She's lucky she got to keep the camera at all.
We toured two castles and an old abbey, which were beautiful of course, and then went to the coastal town of Kyrenia, where 1) I got asked if I was Turkish (even though I clearly only spoke English and don't look even a little Turkish) and 2) spent a ton of money on stuff to bring home for people. ... which is why I have no money. All I'm saying is, my sisters had better love me a lot.
The major story of the day was the public restroom escapade. One of the girls (Taylor) and I, instead of sitting down to eat at one of the gorgeous outdoor-along-the-water restaurants, walked around for a bit, took pictures, fended off advances from silly guys, shopped, and eventually made a trip to the WC (bathroom-- I figured that out in Vienna; I thought they were just being mean and hiding all their bathrooms, and I finally had to ask, and she pointed to the WC sign directly behind me, looking at me like I was a moron.) Anyways, Taylor had issues figuring out how to even flush the toilet, and then as we were going out, didn't realize you had to pay, so I did, since she didn't have any change on her. We got outside, and she asked how much it was, and then in shock yelled at the top of her voice "I just paid a EURO to PEE?!" and we got to enjoy the weird looks from everyone within a 50 yard radius. And then of course, every time we saw someone we knew, she would repeat it like the hottest news headline of the day.
Oh, and in the best little shop we went into, underneath a castle, the guy there (who was really nice and very funny) had a Che Guevara beaded thingy. I was amused.
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'Manda
2/8/2009 10:46:33 pm
I'll exchange presents for a plane ticket out there, but I think in general there should be less complaining and more present-buying! Also, a euro to pee??? Pee on the sidewalk and innocently reply to stares of passerby that you're simply a New Englander, used to silly things like free bathrooms.
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