By the end of August it was clear that I need vacation. One that doesn't include running from one sightseeing object to the next or cleaning the home. Somewhere with hot weather, beach and direct flight form Tallinn. I bought tickets to Cyprus and booked a hotel as near to the beach as I could afford. An hour before leaving to the airport, the hotel called me and asked, if it's alright, if they accommodate me instead of the booked 3-star hotel in their 5-star hotel. Quick consultation with Google Maps assured that the new hotel is right on the beach, so I graciously agreed with the change.
On the plane I was sitting next to a lady and her daughter, where the lady kept twisting and turning on her seat to talk to the row behind us, where she had the rest of the family and to take pics of her daughter, while constantly leaning onto my seat to get better angles. Approximately every 10 minutes I had to push her away from my seat. And it was a 4+ hours flight... Soon also the people in front of us started to look back with wry faces, because the kid kept kicking the seat in front of her and hammered the tray table up and down.
In the hotel room there were fresh fruits, balcony, view of the pool, sea and breakfast area and since it was far over midnight, most importantly the bed waiting for me.
Next four days were pretty much all the same: bed - breakfast - pool - beach - Starbucks - pool - walk (I once went to town too, but it wasn't anything spectacular) - dinner - sunset. There were more pools in that hotel than most water parks in Estonia, also an infinity pool, waterfall and pool bar.
Apparently I'm an extremely dirty person, because my room was cleaned and bed made twice a day...
All four days it was 86+ degrees, sun and clear sky. And 10 minutes before I started towards airport, there was a storm totally out of nowhere, pouring rain and the wind took the awnings from the Chinese restaurant across the street.
In the airport I heard the announcement that the boarding to Tallinn had started. I looked at the screen and made my way to the gate. As the last one boarding I showed my passport and boarding pass and the pretty unfriendly employee asked me, where I was flying. Turned out that this gate wasn't for Tallinn, but for Moscow. It also turned out that although the boarding to Tallinn had started, the screen I looked at, didn't even have the Tallinn gate yet. Make your best guess, huh.
On the plane I was sitting next to a lady and her daughter, where the lady kept twisting and turning on her seat to talk to the row behind us, where she had the rest of the family and to take pics of her daughter, while constantly leaning onto my seat to get better angles. Approximately every 10 minutes I had to push her away from my seat. And it was a 4+ hours flight... Soon also the people in front of us started to look back with wry faces, because the kid kept kicking the seat in front of her and hammered the tray table up and down.
In the hotel room there were fresh fruits, balcony, view of the pool, sea and breakfast area and since it was far over midnight, most importantly the bed waiting for me.
Next four days were pretty much all the same: bed - breakfast - pool - beach - Starbucks - pool - walk (I once went to town too, but it wasn't anything spectacular) - dinner - sunset. There were more pools in that hotel than most water parks in Estonia, also an infinity pool, waterfall and pool bar.
Apparently I'm an extremely dirty person, because my room was cleaned and bed made twice a day...
All four days it was 86+ degrees, sun and clear sky. And 10 minutes before I started towards airport, there was a storm totally out of nowhere, pouring rain and the wind took the awnings from the Chinese restaurant across the street.
In the airport I heard the announcement that the boarding to Tallinn had started. I looked at the screen and made my way to the gate. As the last one boarding I showed my passport and boarding pass and the pretty unfriendly employee asked me, where I was flying. Turned out that this gate wasn't for Tallinn, but for Moscow. It also turned out that although the boarding to Tallinn had started, the screen I looked at, didn't even have the Tallinn gate yet. Make your best guess, huh.
