Updated on September 1, 2017
The most worry-free day since we arrived in Turkey, as everything would be arranged for us on the 8-hour boat trip to Kekova.
Updated on August 27, 2017
Third day of sightseeing in Turkey, maybe this was the least active day so for.
The plan of the day was no more than paragliding down the mountains and over the beaches at Ölüdeniz, and then took the bus to Kaş.
Updated on August 26, 2017
Second day in Turkey.
Today our plan was to visit Pamukkale, a world natural heritage site not far from the city of Denizli, then catch an afternoon bus to Fethiye.
Updated on August 23, 2017
Although it says this post is for the first day in Turkey about Selcuk, but this post should start following flight PC4122 at Izmir Airport.
This post follows the previous one about flight QR241 from Doha to Istanbul Gokcen.
About my connection.
I was somehow limited by our fares that our outbound flight could only be to this remote airport on the Asian side of Istanbul, with virtually little public transport. So, I deemed the only way to make this work was to immediately fly to our next stop. Similar to most tourists to Turkey, our next stop could be either Goreme or Izmir, depending on whether we took the cycle of cities (Goreme, Antalya, Fethiye, etc) clockwise or anti-clockwise. Since my father had been and was hypercritical about connection times, he picked Izmir with 140-minute transit over Goreme with 120-minute transit. So our next flight was Pegasus Airlines 4122 to Izmir.
This post follows the previous one about flight QR871 from Shanghai to Doha.
Summer of 2016.
For reasons I myself find hard to comprehend (so not to mention to explain), I got a four-week vacuum after visiting Cornell. And for similar reasons beyond my comprehension, my parents have been more than eager for a trip this summer to Tibet, also they have been more than displeased for my unwillingness to disclose my summer itineraries and negotiate the Tibet trip. Figuring out there’s no way for me to stay in Beijing for four weeks without offending them in one way or another. So after knowing their urge was for a trip in general, and not for the 48-hour-train away
independence-prone Tibet offering meandering ticket lines and ten-day Jeep-safari featuring sleeping-bag experience and Chinese-standard tourism service (a.k.a. nothing) and Internet censorship, it’s my turn to pick destinations.
(I have to say, you got breathtaking views in return for the sleeping-bagy jeep safaris.)
And it’s Turkey.
Updated on August 20, 2017
Since our previous flight AA3365 arrived basically on time at Chicago O’Hare, we were left with 5 hours for our connection. What’s more, FlightAware.com told me that our aircraft has quite some delay for its previous flight coming from San Francisco, which meant it’s guaranteed to arrive late at O’Hare, so our connection could well be quite longer.
The month-long Cornell program finally came to an end, as the wonderful lady driver of our shuttle dropped us off roughly three hours before departure. Amazingly, the American Airlines Check-in Counters were open, although we waited for like five minutes before two agents appeared.
Since Syracuse Hancock Airport was a modestly-sized
regional international airport (hell they got Air Canada Services to/from Toronto), there weren’t many interesting planes to spot. So after securities, I killed time, by writing homework essays on my laptop.
Updated on November 12, 2016
Second day in DC.
Having checked in last night at our Airbnb apartment, I was planning to head out again for some night view shots. However, the rain didn’t seem to stop, we retired to bed early, which means we could have an early start today. Well, 8 o’clock is quite early by college student standards.