No warning as to changes

We stroll into the airport still shaking from all the terror from the van. We manage to check our bags in some how and head to the only cafe in the airport KOKPIT. The name appeals to me so we decide to take photos of it before we realise what a rip off joint it is. We pay $15 for two lemon ice teas and a piece of cake that has been sitting there since 2001. We watch the lunatics sitting near a cafe with plane like seats. We question why anyone would want to sit in thoses seats as they are uncomfortable. Yet again people seem to fight over the limited spaces.

We stroll over to our gate to relax and recap the events of the day. We sit there for quite a while thinking our plane should arrive anytime soon because its close to boarding time. This is when we check the monitor to notice that our gate has been changed. They didn't even bother to notify us over the PA system. Instead they just changed it on the monitors. So in a mad panic we grab all our luggage and rush over to find our new gate. After many flight of stairs we soon find our new gate and plant ourselves down. The gate is packed with people. We look around to notice that there is no airport staff or a security guy around. We panic thinking this may not be the right gate after all. There is no one to ask. We decide to take turns checking the monitor every 5 minutes to avoid missing any further changes.

Suddenly an annoucement comes over the PA. We try hard listening to it but the sound is extremely bad. We can't understand a word they say. They continue to announce something but we have no idea what it is. Finally a staff member shows up and orders us to board a bus to our plane. Thinking this is the right plane we follow.

Relax it was the right plane. Were not that stupid hehe We shove people out of our way, including this annoying married couple who seem to have a problem with us. They constantly give us bad looks. We enter the plane to discover that we have First class seats. This is a laugh, as when I refer to first class I mean we had the first row seats of the plane. This meant we could spread our legs all we wanted. No champange was served, as we werent that lucky. Meanwhile the married couple walked past us and mumbled something at us in disgrace. I don't know what their problem was but I felt like throwing something at them.

The trip goes for about an hour and I'm excited as we arrive in Denizli. Thinking Denizli will be something special we race out to collect our bags. First stop is information desk, to find out details of how to get to Pammukale. To our dislike the information desk is closed.

However we had researched before getting here on the best way to get to Pammukale. The cheapest way was to catch a shuttle bus to Denizli town and from the town to catch a taxi to the hotel. Little did we know what was about to come. I blame the information desk for being closed.

We storm out of the airport only to be attacked by a Taxi driver who was yelling something about taking us there for $50. Without even listening to what he was saying, we head to the nearest bus and paid $11 each to get on. It's beyond me why we didn't even listen to this taxi driver as he was trying to explain to us the truth.

At the time we thought he was trying to screw us over but we got screwed regardless...