Sunday, June 27, 2010

When meat turns into fish

The evening after our trip to Ephesus, we searched the marina for a nice place to eat.

We found a very nice spot. It was so close to the water that we had to be careful not to push our chairs back too far for fear of falling over the ledge into the water, some four or five feet below.


When we finished our sampler meat dish, and after paying, we asked for a receipt. After several attempts to convey the idea, the waiter said something we understood to be, “catfish ok?” We said, “NO. We didn’t have the catfish, we had the meat.” Later we found out he was trying to tell us, he had to go back to the cashier. In other words: “cash register, ok?”
After another great breakfast we headed to Izmir airport in our rental car. We flew to Munich and then Marseille and we took the bus to Aix.
Annika and Natasha were waiting for us. They had arrived earlier in the day. Pierre and Jessica, our dog/apartment sitters, were also there. Niko was happy to see us but showed no signs of anxiety or distress. That arrangement worked out super.

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