I packed up and had a quick breakfast then started on my way to the airport to drop off the car. I noticed a few scratches and dents on the passenger side so I was hoping they were already there. The drive was fairly easy. I got a little lost when I stopped for gas.
Yesterday after going for a swim in the cold but beautiful Med, I went the the old town where there were restaurants and shops. Found a pretty place called sage. Had a delicious jalapeño mojito and some interesting dishes.
Also Foie gras bruschetta. It did not work together.
The hotel would be fine for a few hours. My flight was at 5 AM the next day. It was 91 degrees so I tried to stay in the shade.
Stopped at a wine bar per the recommendation of a shop owner. He was very proud to tell me that it was owned by the first gay couple in Larnaca. I doubt that but I went and sat at the wrong table. 4 person minimum. There were two other people in this garden, not a chance that it was going to get busy but I moved. I begrudgingly ordered a glass of wine and what do ya know the next people, two ladies sit at the same table. I am a little miffed, but then a third lady joins them. I give some dagger eyes to one of the owners. No tip for them. Beautiful gardens though.
I went back to the hotel to cool off and shower and take a nap, then I realized that I had not made it to an Irish Pub! Looked up a few. There was one about a mile and a half away so off I went. When I finally arrived to a pub that was empty sans one smoker, I was disappointed. The bartender finally showed up, I asked for wine and asked if this was an Irish Pub? He said no. British I asked? No Australian? I saw a kangaroo crossing sign, they had Guinness, they had Boodles. Still no. American? No. Then what I asked? Cyprus Bar!
Back to my hood.
On this trip my Facebook was hacked. I had many calls and texts from people asking if I invited them to a Lunch Bunch. Nope. I changed all my passwords which is a royal pain and still cannot use FB not that I do very much but someone hacked it. And there are some inappropriate things on it. Hopefully I can fix it soon. But, I was trying to get directions back towards my hotel and my location came up as in the tarmac in Lebanon. It stayed that way for a couple hours. I have no idea what happened.
Stopped off at a touristy spot. Had the best calamari and they turned AC on for me!!
The night time is so differ than the day, I love how everything comes to life!
Just a few more blocks to the hotel and I find the most enchanting wine bar. It is owed by a delightful woman. I ordered Ouzo. And that made her very happy! It was about 9pm. Just two other people were there. Heavenly 40’s music!
So I called an early night but about10:30pm some pounded on my door, the lights in the hallway kept going on and off and there was other pounding, then on my windows. Super scary. I called the front desk. They were supposed to be there until midnight. She came right up and checked my balconies. All was quiet for the rest of the night. Surprisingly, I fell back to sleep.
Wake up was 2:30 for a 3 am cab. I was ready and waiting, no cab. I had downloaded a taxi ap and used it at 3:05. No taxis available. What to do? I went behind the desk of the check in, looking for a taxi number, nothing. Then I looked on the Internet on my phone for taxi. Got a number and called form my phone, nothing so I used theirs! Someone answered and said taxi 294 would be there in a few min. And he was!
A crazy ride to the airport ensued. But he didn’t know I was in a hurry, just a man on a mission. Didn’t matter because the line was so long. About an hour. Another thing I have learned, don’t prepay for bags. Same with Volaris in Mexico. They checked my big backpack and all was good. Layover in Athens and now in Istanbul!!
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