Today is May 13 and it’s Friday. So I went back to Turkey.
Everything seemed working well except I got lost in the town of Orumiyeh and when I arrived in the bus terminal before 9am, out of breath, all long distance buses have gone. Damn the ticket seller who told me the day before that there were buses scheduled at 8am and/or 9am.
Everything seemed working well except I got lost in the town of Orumiyeh and when I arrived in the bus terminal before 9am, out of breath, all long distance buses have gone. Damn the ticket seller who told me the day before that there were buses scheduled at 8am and/or 9am.
Feeling exhausted and almost succumbed by my damn backpack, I walked again to another minibus terminal lying at the other end of the town, trying the break-journey road. So in total, I walked for 2 hours, with my backpack suppressing my back. Crazy and silly! I didn’t salute to myself at this time.
It wasn’t until I reached the minibus terminal that I realized there wasn’t any minibus to Sero. Damn the Lonely Planet to have still named the minibus terminal by the same name. Seeing me in such a state of pity, a local tried to help me out by negotiating a taxi for me(I hate taxi). Eventually, I took a shared taxi to the border, paying $2 for a 55km drive, breaking the previous $5 deal as I saw others paying only $2.
Am I a nasty passenger?
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