i've never experienced anything like that. glad you're safe and finally having fun!!!!!

When I was 12 our flight from Honduras to Miami was delayed, so we missed our connecting flight to New York, and the airline (Air Florida) put us up in a shabby hotel. But I was 12 so it was more of an adventure than anything.



Nothing as bad as your experience.

Although...just be glad that you didn't wind up sleeping on the floor in the airport.

Did the Lufthansa strike mess y'all up? I'm glad you got to your destination, though.

Last year Lufthansa pilots went on a mini-strike in March. It lasted three hours, and was only applied to the Frankfurt airport. And it really only affected one flight:

Mine.

Gosh I hate f planes

Enjoy your stay. This is the best time of the year to go there.

XxAxX said:

PurpleJedi said:

Gosh I hate f planes

RodeoSchro said:

KoolEaze said:

Steadwood said:

KoolEaze said:

Enjoy your stay. This is the best time of the year to go there.

Thank you. I'm glad you've posted. This is the nicest country I have visited. Full on friendly, helpful, respectful patriotic people you could ever wish to meet. I dearly wish I lived here! When we arrived there were quite a number of people and vehicles with police and military lining the road directly outside Dalaman airport. We thought it might be our welcoming party lol. Please can you shed some light on what it may have been about. Oh there were lots... I mean lots of Turkish flags.

1. I just got back from there and I always feel a bit depressed after leaving the Aegean Coast of Turkey. It´s where I have my roots and my family, and the people there are very nice and friendly. If I lived in Turkey, I wouldn´t want to live anywhere else....the Aegean region is one of my favorite places on this planet. I was born and raised in Germany where I still live, and even though it´s nice here I often ask myself why I don´t live in Turkey. My friends and just being so used to Germany is what´s holding me here, not the standard of living or freedom I have. The western part of Turkey is so different from any other region in Turkey.

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2. If you arrived there on September 9 it could have been the usual celebrations and festivities on that special day which marks the liberation from Greek and British occupation. Keep in mind that Turkey was occupied by Greek troops (they called this the "megali idea", the "great idea" to reconquer the westcoast of Anatolia and annex it with mainland Greece with the help of the British. Parts of the region where also occupied by the French and Italians. The Ottoman Empire was in shambles and only existed on paper. Mustafa Kemal gathered troops (there was no real government or army left) and reconquered the western part of Turkey. The last Greek troops left Izmir (Smyrna) on the 9th of September in 1922.

A sad and tragic time for both Greeks and Turks, who both lost thousands of people. What followed was the socalled population exchange.....Turks or Muslim Greeks from Greece had to move to Turkey, and Greeks in Turkey, including Christian Turks, had to move to Greece, regardless of ethnicity or language. Venizelos and Mustafa Kemal Atatürk became close friends and had mutual respect for each other but Greek-Turkish relations deteriorated after his death and especially after the events of 1955 in Istanbul and the events in Cyprus after its indepence from Britain.

These days, both countries get along much better than ever and most Greeks on the islands and the Turks in the Aegean region realize that they have a lot in common. Things look promising but it´s all very fragile.

Let me know if you need any help, my cousin lives very close to where you are staying and he is studying to become an English teacher, so there should be no language barrier problems. If there´s anything you want to know or do in the area, just drop me a line and I´ll let him know.

PS: Another reason why you saw so many police officers is probably because the PKK (or ratehr, one of its junior groups) started attacking the police and military again (including their own people), and the Turkish government started attacking PKK camps. It´s more of an ideological or political conflict than an ethnic thing since many Kurds are not necessarily siding with the PKK either. That´s why you see a lot of police officers and military these weeks.

But the main reason for all those flags is probably September 9.

So you were a day late, but the airline paid for everything? That isn't hell, my friend.


THIS is hell:

Coming back to Wisconsin from the Rose Bowl on January 2, 1999, we arrived at the airport in San Diego to learn that, because of a blizzard in the midwest, the Madison, WI airport was closed. (We were supposed to fly from San Diego to Madison, connecting in Minneapolis.) The airline wanted to re-route us from Minneapolis to Detroit to Madison, but I said to my sweetie, "We HAVE to get off the flight in Minneapolis - which is behind the storm. If we go to Detroit - farther east into the storm - we won't get home for days. If we have to drive from Minneapolis to Madison, so be it."

The flight from San Diego to Minneapolis was delayed. By the time we got to Minneapolis, it was dark, freezing cold, and a raging blizzard. Sweetie (veteran traveler that he is) managed to get us a rental car and hotel room fairly close to the airport (at our own expense) and we settled in for the night, planning to get up in the morning and drive.

The next morning, it was sunny, but bitterly cold. We got in the car and started driving, only to realize once we got out of the Twin Cities that the roads were glare ice (it was too cold for road salt to work). We white knuckled it as far as Eau Claire (about an hour-and-a-half from Minneapolis and three hours from Madison), then gave up, pulled off the road, and rented another hotel room (again, at our own expense). The next day (January 4), we finally made it home.

Still, it could have been worse. Remember that flight to Detroit they wanted to put us on? But for my foresight and knowledge of meteorology, this could have been us:

http://articles.chicagotr...an-airport

As it was, Northwest Airlines sent us each a free ticket for a future flight. But we spent a lot more on hotels, car and meals just trying to get home.

Genesia said:

So you were a day late, but the airline paid for everything? That isn't hell, my friend.


THIS is hell:

Coming back to Wisconsin from the Rose Bowl on January 2, 1999, we arrived at the airport in San Diego to learn that, because of a blizzard in the midwest, the Madison, WI airport was closed. (We were supposed to fly from San Diego to Madison, connecting in Minneapolis.) The airline wanted to re-route us from Minneapolis to Detroit to Madison, but I said to my sweetie, "We HAVE to get off the flight in Minneapolis - which is behind the storm. If we go to Detroit - farther east into the storm - we won't get home for days. If we have to drive from Minneapolis to Madison, so be it."

The flight from San Diego to Minneapolis was delayed. By the time we got to Minneapolis, it was dark, freezing cold, and a raging blizzard. Sweetie (veteran traveler that he is) managed to get us a rental car and hotel room fairly close to the airport (at our own expense) and we settled in for the night, planning to get up in the morning and drive.

The next morning, it was sunny, but bitterly cold. We got in the car and started driving, only to realize once we got out of the Twin Cities that the roads were glare ice (it was too cold for road salt to work). We white knuckled it as far as Eau Claire (about an hour-and-a-half from Minneapolis and three hours from Madison), then gave up, pulled off the road, and rented another hotel room (again, at our own expense). The next day (January 4), we finally made it home.

Still, it could have been worse. Remember that flight to Detroit they wanted to put us on? But for my foresight and knowledge of meteorology, this could have been us:

http://articles.chicagotr...an-airport

As it was, Northwest Airlines sent us each a free ticket for a future flight. But we spent a lot more on hotels, car and meals just trying to get home.

YIKES!

Genesia said:

So you were a day late, but the airline paid for everything? That isn't hell, my friend.


THIS is hell:

Coming back to Wisconsin from the Rose Bowl on January 2, 1999, we arrived at the airport in San Diego to learn that, because of a blizzard in the midwest, the Madison, WI airport was closed. (We were supposed to fly from San Diego to Madison, connecting in Minneapolis.) The airline wanted to re-route us from Minneapolis to Detroit to Madison, but I said to my sweetie, "We HAVE to get off the flight in Minneapolis - which is behind the storm. If we go to Detroit - farther east into the storm - we won't get home for days. If we have to drive from Minneapolis to Madison, so be it."

The flight from San Diego to Minneapolis was delayed. By the time we got to Minneapolis, it was dark, freezing cold, and a raging blizzard. Sweetie (veteran traveler that he is) managed to get us a rental car and hotel room fairly close to the airport (at our own expense) and we settled in for the night, planning to get up in the morning and drive.

The next morning, it was sunny, but bitterly cold. We got in the car and started driving, only to realize once we got out of the Twin Cities that the roads were glare ice (it was too cold for road salt to work). We white knuckled it as far as Eau Claire (about an hour-and-a-half from Minneapolis and three hours from Madison), then gave up, pulled off the road, and rented another hotel room (again, at our own expense). The next day (January 4), we finally made it home.

Still, it could have been worse. Remember that flight to Detroit they wanted to put us on? But for my foresight and knowledge of meteorology, this could have been us:

http://articles.chicagotr...an-airport

As it was, Northwest Airlines sent us each a free ticket for a future flight. But we spent a lot more on hotels, car and meals just trying to get home.

Nah, that ain't Hell. THIS is Hell:

It's 2005 and less than 3 weeks after Hurricane Katrina had devastated New Orleans, Hurricane Rita is predicted to hit Houston. Everyone on the entire Gulf Coast panics, and tries to evacuate at the same time.

I shut my company down and let everyone leave at noon, two days before expected landfall, so they could batten down the hatches and then evacuate. But I had to move all company files by myself, since my pussy president had hauled ass the day before. (NOTE: I fired that cowardly MF when he got back, and boy did it ever feel good doing that.) So while everyone else got to evacuate on clear freeways, my family and I had to stay overnight. Our plan was to evacuate the next morning.

Unfortunately, that was the same plan about 1,000,000 other people had.

I picked up a buddy of mine that had no car, and left from Clear Lake. My family had stayed at my in-law's on the other side of town, and they left via a different freeway.

It was bedlam. All routes out of town were at a standstill. I had a buddy with an airplane, offering to come pick us up and take us to his ranch 200 miles west. But I couldn't get hold of my family. And I wasn't about to leave them behind. But I had no water, no food and about 7/8's of a tank of gas.

My buddy and I stopped at a grocery store for supplies. Of course there was NO water anywhere. But I improvised. I bought several orange juice gallons, poured out the OJ, and replaced it with water from the water fountain. Hah!

After getting back on the road but being unable to reach my family via cell phone, I realized that all local cell towers were overloaded. But you could make and receive long distance calls. So I called my brother, who had taken his kids and 9-months-pregnant wife to Dallas. I told him to call my wife and tell her to meet me at the West Houston Airport, where my friend would pick us up. It took several back-and-forths but we finally got it figured out, and we all made it to the West Houston Airport.

Where we learned all flights were grounded.

But my buddy didn't care. He landed anyway, got yelled at, but loaded us all up and took off. They were screaming at him on the radio. God bless that man, he was awesome.

We rode the storm out at his ranch. It turned out all we got in Houston was rain, but thankfully no hurricane. However, there was one tragedy - a 500-unit apartment complex had 8 units burn down due to an electrical fire.

The apartment complex was where my buddy lived.

One of the 8 units that burned down was his.

He lost everything except his record collection.

THAT is Hell.

PurpleJedi said:

Genesia said:

So you were a day late, but the airline paid for everything? That isn't hell, my friend.


THIS is hell:

Coming back to Wisconsin from the Rose Bowl on January 2, 1999, we arrived at the airport in San Diego to learn that, because of a blizzard in the midwest, the Madison, WI airport was closed. (We were supposed to fly from San Diego to Madison, connecting in Minneapolis.) The airline wanted to re-route us from Minneapolis to Detroit to Madison, but I said to my sweetie, "We HAVE to get off the flight in Minneapolis - which is behind the storm. If we go to Detroit - farther east into the storm - we won't get home for days. If we have to drive from Minneapolis to Madison, so be it."

The flight from San Diego to Minneapolis was delayed. By the time we got to Minneapolis, it was dark, freezing cold, and a raging blizzard. Sweetie (veteran traveler that he is) managed to get us a rental car and hotel room fairly close to the airport (at our own expense) and we settled in for the night, planning to get up in the morning and drive.

The next morning, it was sunny, but bitterly cold. We got in the car and started driving, only to realize once we got out of the Twin Cities that the roads were glare ice (it was too cold for road salt to work). We white knuckled it as far as Eau Claire (about an hour-and-a-half from Minneapolis and three hours from Madison), then gave up, pulled off the road, and rented another hotel room (again, at our own expense). The next day (January 4), we finally made it home.

Still, it could have been worse. Remember that flight to Detroit they wanted to put us on? But for my foresight and knowledge of meteorology, this could have been us:

http://articles.chicagotr...an-airport

As it was, Northwest Airlines sent us each a free ticket for a future flight. But we spent a lot more on hotels, car and meals just trying to get home.

YIKES!

It was bad. We can laugh about it now, but it was absolutely terrifying at the time.

Genesia said:

So you were a day late, but the airline paid for everything? That isn't hell, my friend.


THIS is hell:

Coming back to Wisconsin from the Rose Bowl on January 2, 1999, we arrived at the airport in San Diego to learn that, because of a blizzard in the midwest, the Madison, WI airport was closed. (We were supposed to fly from San Diego to Madison, connecting in Minneapolis.) The airline wanted to re-route us from Minneapolis to Detroit to Madison, but I said to my sweetie, "We HAVE to get off the flight in Minneapolis - which is behind the storm. If we go to Detroit - farther east into the storm - we won't get home for days. If we have to drive from Minneapolis to Madison, so be it."

The flight from San Diego to Minneapolis was delayed. By the time we got to Minneapolis, it was dark, freezing cold, and a raging blizzard. Sweetie (veteran traveler that he is) managed to get us a rental car and hotel room fairly close to the airport (at our own expense) and we settled in for the night, planning to get up in the morning and drive.

The next morning, it was sunny, but bitterly cold. We got in the car and started driving, only to realize once we got out of the Twin Cities that the roads were glare ice (it was too cold for road salt to work). We white knuckled it as far as Eau Claire (about an hour-and-a-half from Minneapolis and three hours from Madison), then gave up, pulled off the road, and rented another hotel room (again, at our own expense). The next day (January 4), we finally made it home.

Still, it could have been worse. Remember that flight to Detroit they wanted to put us on? But for my foresight and knowledge of meteorology, this could have been us:

http://articles.chicagotr...an-airport

As it was, Northwest Airlines sent us each a free ticket for a future flight. But we spent a lot more on hotels, car and meals just trying to get home.

Sounds very inconvenient and pricey...... but also very romantic.

-

Unless you both got in trouble with your employers for being late to work.

_

A similar thing happened to me on my way back from Costa Rica. A hurricane made it impossible for me to catch my connecting flight so I had a nice stay in Miami for a couple of days. The airline gave me a voucher for the Crowne Plaza, including a fantastic breakfast, and I had a great time but nowhere near as romantic as your little road trip.

Still, I spend some quality time with the elderly exile Cuban gentlemen hanging around at the shopping mall and Walmart near my hotel.

RodeoSchro said:

Genesia said:

So you were a day late, but the airline paid for everything? That isn't hell, my friend.


THIS is hell:

Coming back to Wisconsin from the Rose Bowl on January 2, 1999, we arrived at the airport in San Diego to learn that, because of a blizzard in the midwest, the Madison, WI airport was closed. (We were supposed to fly from San Diego to Madison, connecting in Minneapolis.) The airline wanted to re-route us from Minneapolis to Detroit to Madison, but I said to my sweetie, "We HAVE to get off the flight in Minneapolis - which is behind the storm. If we go to Detroit - farther east into the storm - we won't get home for days. If we have to drive from Minneapolis to Madison, so be it."

The flight from San Diego to Minneapolis was delayed. By the time we got to Minneapolis, it was dark, freezing cold, and a raging blizzard. Sweetie (veteran traveler that he is) managed to get us a rental car and hotel room fairly close to the airport (at our own expense) and we settled in for the night, planning to get up in the morning and drive.

The next morning, it was sunny, but bitterly cold. We got in the car and started driving, only to realize once we got out of the Twin Cities that the roads were glare ice (it was too cold for road salt to work). We white knuckled it as far as Eau Claire (about an hour-and-a-half from Minneapolis and three hours from Madison), then gave up, pulled off the road, and rented another hotel room (again, at our own expense). The next day (January 4), we finally made it home.

Still, it could have been worse. Remember that flight to Detroit they wanted to put us on? But for my foresight and knowledge of meteorology, this could have been us:

http://articles.chicagotr...an-airport

As it was, Northwest Airlines sent us each a free ticket for a future flight. But we spent a lot more on hotels, car and meals just trying to get home.

Nah, that ain't Hell. THIS is Hell:

It's 2005 and less than 3 weeks after Hurricane Katrina had devastated New Orleans, Hurricane Rita is predicted to hit Houston. Everyone on the entire Gulf Coast panics, and tries to evacuate at the same time.

I shut my company down and let everyone leave at noon, two days before expected landfall, so they could batten down the hatches and then evacuate. But I had to move all company files by myself, since my pussy president had hauled ass the day before. (NOTE: I fired that cowardly MF when he got back, and boy did it ever feel good doing that.) So while everyone else got to evacuate on clear freeways, my family and I had to stay overnight. Our plan was to evacuate the next morning.

Unfortunately, that was the same plan about 1,000,000 other people had.

I picked up a buddy of mine that had no car, and left from Clear Lake. My family had stayed at my in-law's on the other side of town, and they left via a different freeway.

It was bedlam. All routes out of town were at a standstill. I had a buddy with an airplane, offering to come pick us up and take us to his ranch 200 miles west. But I couldn't get hold of my family. And I wasn't about to leave them behind. But I had no water, no food and about 7/8's of a tank of gas.

My buddy and I stopped at a grocery store for supplies. Of course there was NO water anywhere. But I improvised. I bought several orange juice gallons, poured out the OJ, and replaced it with water from the water fountain. Hah!

After getting back on the road but being unable to reach my family via cell phone, I realized that all local cell towers were overloaded. But you could make and receive long distance calls. So I called my brother, who had taken his kids and 9-months-pregnant wife to Dallas. I told him to call my wife and tell her to meet me at the West Houston Airport, where my friend would pick us up. It took several back-and-forths but we finally got it figured out, and we all made it to the West Houston Airport.

Where we learned all flights were grounded.

But my buddy didn't care. He landed anyway, got yelled at, but loaded us all up and took off. They were screaming at him on the radio. God bless that man, he was awesome.

We rode the storm out at his ranch. It turned out all we got in Houston was rain, but thankfully no hurricane. However, there was one tragedy - a 500-unit apartment complex had 8 units burn down due to an electrical fire.

The apartment complex was where my buddy lived.

One of the 8 units that burned down was his.

He lost everything except his record collection.

THAT is Hell.

Why did you pour out some tasty and refreshing (and probably expensive) orange juice to replace it with boring and bland tap water? Why didn´t you keep at least some of the oj?

KoolEaze said:

RodeoSchro said:

Nah, that ain't Hell. THIS is Hell:

It's 2005 and less than 3 weeks after Hurricane Katrina had devastated New Orleans, Hurricane Rita is predicted to hit Houston. Everyone on the entire Gulf Coast panics, and tries to evacuate at the same time.

I shut my company down and let everyone leave at noon, two days before expected landfall, so they could batten down the hatches and then evacuate. But I had to move all company files by myself, since my pussy president had hauled ass the day before. (NOTE: I fired that cowardly MF when he got back, and boy did it ever feel good doing that.) So while everyone else got to evacuate on clear freeways, my family and I had to stay overnight. Our plan was to evacuate the next morning.

Unfortunately, that was the same plan about 1,000,000 other people had.

I picked up a buddy of mine that had no car, and left from Clear Lake. My family had stayed at my in-law's on the other side of town, and they left via a different freeway.

It was bedlam. All routes out of town were at a standstill. I had a buddy with an airplane, offering to come pick us up and take us to his ranch 200 miles west. But I couldn't get hold of my family. And I wasn't about to leave them behind. But I had no water, no food and about 7/8's of a tank of gas.

My buddy and I stopped at a grocery store for supplies. Of course there was NO water anywhere. But I improvised. I bought several orange juice gallons, poured out the OJ, and replaced it with water from the water fountain. Hah!

After getting back on the road but being unable to reach my family via cell phone, I realized that all local cell towers were overloaded. But you could make and receive long distance calls. So I called my brother, who had taken his kids and 9-months-pregnant wife to Dallas. I told him to call my wife and tell her to meet me at the West Houston Airport, where my friend would pick us up. It took several back-and-forths but we finally got it figured out, and we all made it to the West Houston Airport.

Where we learned all flights were grounded.

But my buddy didn't care. He landed anyway, got yelled at, but loaded us all up and took off. They were screaming at him on the radio. God bless that man, he was awesome.

We rode the storm out at his ranch. It turned out all we got in Houston was rain, but thankfully no hurricane. However, there was one tragedy - a 500-unit apartment complex had 8 units burn down due to an electrical fire.

The apartment complex was where my buddy lived.

One of the 8 units that burned down was his.

He lost everything except his record collection.

THAT is Hell.

Why did you pour out some tasty and refreshing (and probably expensive) orange juice to replace it with boring and bland tap water? Why didn´t you keep at least some of the oj?

Better yet...Rodeo gets a for not doing the more RESPONSIBLE thing & simply add Vodka to those jugs of OJ.

lust said:

I was flying to London from Auckland once and it's a 24 hour flight. At the gate, my name was called and they told me they were upgrading me to business class. It was lie flat beds and they kept saying stuff like "Mr Lust, can I refresh your gin and tonic". Well on the way back, that didn't happen so I flew economy and had to ask for my drinks. That was HELL!

1. Nonstop? 24 hours? Or did you stop somewhere and change your plane? That´s a really long flight.

2. What was the reason for the upgrade? Did you see any celebrities?

KoolEaze said:

Genesia said:

KoolEaze said:

RodeoSchro said:

Steadwood said:

KoolEaze said:

1. I just got back from there and I always feel a bit depressed after leaving the Aegean Coast of Turkey. It´s where I have my roots and my family, and the people there are very nice and friendly. If I lived in Turkey, I wouldn´t want to live anywhere else....the Aegean region is one of my favorite places on this planet. I was born and raised in Germany where I still live, and even though it´s nice here I often ask myself why I don´t live in Turkey. My friends and just being so used to Germany is what´s holding me here, not the standard of living or freedom I have. The western part of Turkey is so different from any other region in Turkey.

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2. If you arrived there on September 9 it could have been the usual celebrations and festivities on that special day which marks the liberation from Greek and British occupation. Keep in mind that Turkey was occupied by Greek troops (they called this the "megali idea", the "great idea" to reconquer the westcoast of Anatolia and annex it with mainland Greece with the help of the British. Parts of the region where also occupied by the French and Italians. The Ottoman Empire was in shambles and only existed on paper. Mustafa Kemal gathered troops (there was no real government or army left) and reconquered the western part of Turkey. The last Greek troops left Izmir (Smyrna) on the 9th of September in 1922.

A sad and tragic time for both Greeks and Turks, who both lost thousands of people. What followed was the socalled population exchange.....Turks or Muslim Greeks from Greece had to move to Turkey, and Greeks in Turkey, including Christian Turks, had to move to Greece, regardless of ethnicity or language. Venizelos and Mustafa Kemal Atatürk became close friends and had mutual respect for each other but Greek-Turkish relations deteriorated after his death and especially after the events of 1955 in Istanbul and the events in Cyprus after its indepence from Britain.

These days, both countries get along much better than ever and most Greeks on the islands and the Turks in the Aegean region realize that they have a lot in common. Things look promising but it´s all very fragile.

Let me know if you need any help, my cousin lives very close to where you are staying and he is studying to become an English teacher, so there should be no language barrier problems. If there´s anything you want to know or do in the area, just drop me a line and I´ll let him know.

PS: Another reason why you saw so many police officers is probably because the PKK (or ratehr, one of its junior groups) started attacking the police and military again (including their own people), and the Turkish government started attacking PKK camps. It´s more of an ideological or political conflict than an ethnic thing since many Kurds are not necessarily siding with the PKK either. That´s why you see a lot of police officers and military these weeks.

But the main reason for all those flags is probably September 9.

Thank you for such a thorough response it indeed does seem to explain things although we landed on the 8th. We are off to Ephasus and Pamukkale tomorrow on a 2 day trip and have visited Torunc and Dalyan turtle beach and mud baths not enough time to do everything we would like have you any suggestions for our final 2 days?

Not really because I´m not the kind of person who would try to rush things in two days but you could go to Gökova for a day or two, or maybe visit Fethiye (Ölü Deniz ),which is a very beautiful and famous bay in the area. Or maybe go and see Izmir if you are interested in seeing a big city....but Izmir is at least a two or three hour drive from where you are.

Mugla, the capital of the province where you are currently staying, is also worth a visit. Not really big (probably under 100.000 inhabitants) but quite lovely and idyllic and a typical Aegaen Turkish town. My cousin is still there, so if you need someone to show you the city for free just drop me a line. He´s fluent in English.

Think of poor ol' Jam and Lewis. They lost their jobs with the Time due to a cancelled flight.

Rebeljuice said:

Think of poor ol' Jam and Lewis. They lost their jobs with the Time due to a cancelled flight.

Bst thing that ever happened to them.

Steadwood said:

hi guys.... Long time no speak Starting this week I took my first time off from work and booked holiday to Icmeler, Turkey. We were due to fly 11.20am Monday morning. However we knew as soon as we arrived we knew something was wrong. We were told the flight was delayed (this was 7.30am). The next update would be at 11.20 our flight time and issued with £10 refreshment voucher. At 11.20 we were ushered to a quiet part of the airport and herded to a hotel... Back out through immigration. At the hotel we were given a dinner (lunch) and told the next update would be at 18.30. Bear in mind this was a flight on airbus320 and involved 300 passengers. At 18.30 we were told the flight would take off at 10am following morning Tuesday. Chaos ensued. Eventually we were told we would be put up in accommodation for the night and given €400 compensation (which we still have to see) The flight then took off on time. The compensation and accommodation was good but the organisation planning and communication was a complete disaster. We are now starting to enjoy the holiday a day late.

None of that would've happened on a flight that was scheduled to go across a flat Earth.

And I believe that that's a "Bazinga!" to all you supporters of a round Earth.