Wednesday, January 11, 2006

Trapped on a freeway intersection at 9pm

Following our stupid act of shoving the taxi driver out of our way without listening to his two cents, we enter the bus. We pay our $11 and tell the driver we want to go to Denizli town. The plan was to go to Denizli town and cab it to the hotel from there. Our research indicated this was the cheapest way.

The bus driver asked me where we want to go. I reply saying Pammukale. He informs me that it would be better if he drops us off at Pammukale Road to catch a taxi to the hotel as it's closer. This was also meant to be cheaper.

We continue sitting on the bus when it finally strikes us that he wants to drop us off at Pammukale Road. We suddenly turn to each other to question what this means. Is this guy going to dump us in the middle of the street late at night? We make a pack that if this is the case, we will refuse to get off the bus.

Half an hour later, the bus driver screams Pammukale Road. We both jump up, disregarding our previous pack, jump off the bus and fetch for our luggage. The guy informs us that we can get a cab over there and points to it. The bus drives off and we notice that we are smack bang in the middle of a freeway intersection. Cars are zooming by. Were standing on the edge like lost puppies. We just realised we screwed ourselves over. What happen to our pack?

So picture this - were standing in the middle of a freeway intersection with two massive suitcase and two hang luggages at 9pm at night. What do you do? What do you seriously do?

We decide to follow the guys instructions and grab our suitcases and bags and start dragging them across the road. Well when I say road more like a bunch of roads. Our wheels are practically torn apart trying to race across the freeway before a truck runs us over.

We head towards some security booth ahead. Its completely dark on the freeway. No lights are in place and one can only see minor lights ahead. We notice a guy near the security booth. We immediately rush over to him to see where we can get a cab. He looks at us as if we are a totally bunch of lunatics who have escaped from jail. He informs us that we can't get a cab from here. Apparently no cabs go past here even though the bus driver said there was plenty of cabs on this road. We stand there lost and freaked out. We watch the one or two cars that drive past us. We realised we are totally screwed as there is no cabs going past.

The only other thing we can think of is to call the hotel to instruct us on our next move. However the stupid people at the hotel don't answer. Maybe we got the number wrong?

The security guard tells us that he can call us a cab ( Later we suspect the cab driver is a friend of the security guy) and we can negogiate a price with him. We agree as we are trapped in the middle of no where. I speak to the guy on the phone and he informs me that he wants $50 to come out to get us and take us to the hotel. So much for a cheaper deal. We decide to think about this. We realise we are trapped in the middle of no where. Is this our only hope at 9:30pm at night. We agree to pay him $50 for the ride.

We wait in front of the security booth like two homeless people and their suitcases. Soon the cab pulls in and we jump in relief. The meter is already running, I think they charge to come and get you in Turkey down the coast. Anyway by the time we get to the hotel we realise the meter has hit $40 but our agreed price was $50. Without arguing we throw $50 at him and race to pull our luggage from the boot. We soon realise we have arrived safely at the hotel at 10pm and our transfer only costed us $72...

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