Location: Ferry boat
Status: Less sick than some
Lesson: if you tip the cart with wheels on its side it will stop moving.
We left canakkale to Istanbul in the afternoon. There are two
transport options, 5 hour bus or 2.5hour bus and 2 hour ferry.
We picked the latter dispite it being a little more expensive, by
expensive I mean £4 more.
You could tell winter was moving in. The sun was hiding and the wind
was giving it all it had. All this said the ferry ride was smooth
enough untill we got to Istanbul!
I have been thinking about health and safety recently. There is a lot
I want to say on the subject, but this is for another time and what I
want to say will contradict how I feel now about the Health and Safety
policies Trukey has implimented in regards to ferry transportation.
We are chatting away to this nice Turkish banker, there is an
announcement asking drivers to return to their cars as we are about to
dock. We stay where we are as there is no need to poke the bear that
is Davina's well behaving motion sickness by getting up when the boat
is still moving.
We pass what looks like the dock
We pass what looks like the dock, again.
We seam to be going around in circles for about 20mins, almost like we
are looking for a parking space. The manager explains to us that there
is not a lot of space at the dock and the rough sea is making it very
hard to dock. But it will only be 10mins.
So around and around we go. And it starts to gett rough, very rough.
People are getting thrown about and some very sick. Glasses are
smashing.
Then we hit somthing.
Everyone comes up from below, many very scared. Some put their life
jackets on.
But the priority of the staff is not to reassure people, help those
who are struggling, give out sick bags. No, it's more important that
the coffee machine does not fall over! There were 4 members of the
junior staff having to hold the coffee machine and three trollies in
place. One of them was terrified and looking very unwell. Customers
were approching them asking for sick bags or water and while they went
to get these items they had to hold the trollies!
I could not believe it.
So I went up and unable to understand their protests, tipped one of
the trollies over so it no longer moved allowing the poor scared girl
to sit down.
During this whole proccess, 1.5 hours of very rough sea, there was not
one announcement or reassuring word to tell us what was happening or
that it was all ok. And if you wanted water you still had to pay for it.
Davina missed all this fun as she was doing her best not to feel sick.
Finally we docked. It was raining of course. After a short taxi ride
we got lost then to our hostel.
I was looking foward to Istanbul. What we saw was stunning. But I was
very ready to leave. Eveything is expensive and directed at the tourist.
We have escaped istanbul with our lives.
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