Amos: Hannah Barely Makes It!
Hannah Has Recovered, One Week After Her Arrival!
Just a week ago I had to collect Hannah from Dalaman Airport at an ungodly hour and so decided to get some rest during the evening. I had just nodded off when our, very loud, door-bell rang and I found Yasemin from ‘The Orange Garden‘ on the doorstep looking for Irem.
Irem had gone out to give me some peace and quiet.
Wide awake once more I tossed and turned before eventually slipping under. It was then that my mobile phone rang once and Hannah’s number appeared on the screen. Naturally I called her back to see what she wanted only to be informed that she had got on the wrong train and was in Reading Station and attempting to get back to Gatwick. What do you say in a situation like this? I simply wished her luck and eradicated all further thought of sleeping from my mind.
Two hours later I received the very welcome text message informing me that she had succeeded in getting the check-in reopened, had gone to the wrong gate, had subsequently found the right gate, and was now in departures.
Phew!
She aged temporarily 50 years, but you certainly don’t want to look at the new dark-eyed, wrinkled, and pock marked me even today!
