Overnight in Bodrum, our last night aboard the Aegean Clipper, after which Elaine and I spent another day in the town, among other things visiting the castle and its marine archaeology museums again. We also watched the Clipper refuelled with, reflecting on the carbon footprint of the entire enterprise.
We had been forced to stay over because we hadn’t been able to get an earlier flight. When, later in the day, we go to get our bags – whose custodian has vanished – we are saved by Peter Sommer himself, who we had met earlier in the day. When we get out to the airport, it is to find that our EasyJet flight has been cancelled. Elaine had turned her phone off for the trip, so the news had failed to get through to us.
A real problem, since I have to be back in London for a series of sessions, one in Helsinki in two days. Our travel agent achieved a miracle, finding us a different flight – but there was a slight wrinkle, It was from Dalaman, 170 kilometres away.
So, despite the protests of the information lady at the airport, I decided to get a taxi to take us there. We found a suitable driver and headed off into the night, catching another EasyJet flight that gets us into Gatwick in the very early hours of Monday.
Overall, though, an utterly wonderful trip – and the perfect introduction to the Dodecanese region. The fact that I would test positive Covid shortly after getting home, despite three vaccinations, and Elaine a week later, despite four vaccinations, is another story entirely.