Conference organisers relaxing in Girne after their hard work.
Indriaty and Halima at dinner in Nicosia
The waterfront at Girne
Dinner at the old inn in Nicosia
Cate in her natural habitat (shopping)
In the village of Bellapais this delightful woman joined me in her garden cafe for a drink while the intrepid members of our group explored elsewhere. I learned more form her about the partition of Cyprus in 1974.
Aboard the bus
Throughout the conference the agent who handled all our bookings here has been present in the hotel to handle any enquiries and hold our hands in a myriad of ways. Evran has been a tower of strength in all out tribulations, and we have all come to think very fondly of him. Right after the end of the last session we were loaded onto a tour bus for more of the social program. To my surprise, Evran was not present, but we were taken over by another representative of the travel agency, whose name I did not get, but I know him as Mr Red Hat.
Mr Red Hat is a control freak who loves the sound of his own voice. First we went to the seaside town of Girne, about an hours drive. Mr Red Hat talked all the way. It might have been interesting except we were all tired and had been hard at it for 3 days, so more talking was too much. . Needelss to say after a half day ont he bus with the man whonever stopped talking, we were happy when he left!
Indriaty and Halima at dinner in Nicosia
The waterfront at Girne
Dinner at the old inn in Nicosia
Cate in her natural habitat (shopping)In the village of Bellapais this delightful woman joined me in her garden cafe for a drink while the intrepid members of our group explored elsewhere. I learned more form her about the partition of Cyprus in 1974.Aboard the bus
Throughout the conference the agent who handled all our bookings here has been present in the hotel to handle any enquiries and hold our hands in a myriad of ways. Evran has been a tower of strength in all out tribulations, and we have all come to think very fondly of him. Right after the end of the last session we were loaded onto a tour bus for more of the social program. To my surprise, Evran was not present, but we were taken over by another representative of the travel agency, whose name I did not get, but I know him as Mr Red Hat.
Mr Red Hat is a control freak who loves the sound of his own voice. First we went to the seaside town of Girne, about an hours drive. Mr Red Hat talked all the way. It might have been interesting except we were all tired and had been hard at it for 3 days, so more talking was too much. . Needelss to say after a half day ont he bus with the man whonever stopped talking, we were happy when he left!
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