Aug 17, 2024

Anticipation of New Adventure

Turkey: A Different Side


One Last Journey

2024-08-17 7:27PM 

Another departure looms. The final one of this year, a punctuation to five months of restless wandering. Changi, they say, is the zenith of airport experience, a gilded cage of comfort before the world's wildness. Tomorrow, at the early hour of eight, we shall be thrust from this cocoon into the unknown. Turkey awaits, a promise of ancient stones and a sun-drenched coast. May our flight be swift and silent, our arrival blessed with ease.



Turkey Once More

Turkey, calling once more,

Ancient stones, a sapphire sea.

Soul and senses yearn.



Delayed in Istanbul

Disembarking in Denizli, a peculiar tableau presented itself. Passengers, like sheep obeying an unseen shepherd, divided into two distinct flocks. We, oblivious to the subtle choreography, followed the greater mass. A stark sign halted our progress, a bureaucratic edict demanding a detour. A kindly official, a solitary beacon in this operational chaos, rectified our error. The baggage carousel, a relentless, churning beast, regurgitated our worldly possessions.


Another departure looms. The final one of this year, a punctuation to five months of restless wandering. Changi, they say, is the zenith of airport experience, a gilded cage of comfort before the world's wildness. Tomorrow, at the barbarous hour of ten, we shall be thrust from this cocoon into the unknown. Turkey awaits, a promise of ancient stones and a sun-drenched coast. May our flight be swift and silent, our arrival blessed with ease.

2024-08-18 8:15AM

A cruel twist of fate awaited at our doorstep. The scheduled departure, disrupted. Two hours, a chasm of time that threatened to swallow our onward journey. The specter of missed connections loomed, a dark cloud marring the azure sky of anticipation.


Istanbul, a bustling metropolis, welcomed us with open arms, if not ideal circumstances. The hunt for the Turkish Airlines transfer counter was a labyrinthine odyssey, rewarded eventually by the promise of new flight details and sustenance. Armed with pen and paper, I transformed the mundane into art, Popeye's chicken nuggets becoming a surrealist masterpiece. Six hours, an eternity in the purgatory of an airport, finally yielded to the siren song of boarding.

Delayed in Istanbul

Singapore to Istanbul,

Flight delayed, connection lost.

Drinks and waiting now.



2024-08-19 2:44AM

Disembarking in Denizli, a peculiar tableau presented itself. Passengers, like sheep obeying an unseen shepherd, divided into two distinct flocks. We, oblivious to the subtle choreography, followed the greater mass. A stark sign halted our progress, a bureaucratic edict demanding a detour. A kindly official, a solitary beacon in this operational chaos, rectified our error. The baggage carousel, a relentless, churning beast, regurgitated our worldly possessions.


Denizli Airport 2:40AM


Two paths, one wrong turn,

Kind help, found right direction.

Bags, taxi, relief.



A solitary taxi, a forlorn specter on the desolate expanse of the airport forecourt, was our only conveyance. The meter, a merciless taskmaster, tallied the cost of our displacement, TLR2000. Our anticipated haven, the hotel, proved to be a chimera. A Kafkaesque ordeal ensued as we navigated the labyrinthine corridors of bureaucracy. Eventually, exhausted and disoriented, we stumbled into our room, a sanctuary hard won.



Room 319 - Booking chaos


Flight delayed, plans shift,

Booking changed, a tangled web.

Sleep at last, relief.


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