Waiting For A Plane XXVII – Larnaca

This is what business travel looks like. The tourist in me is offended.

I saw the hotel, or at least parts of it. There was a series of connected swimming pools that looked very inviting. They weren’t open late at night though, and when you are in meetings from 7:30 a.m. to 10:30 p.m. there isn’t much time for recreation.IMG_20171031_073452

The beach looked nice, and the Mediterranean was warm, at least compared to Maine. I did manage to squeeze in a couple of quick sessions. The first was right after we arrived, before the work started, the second was when I had 45 minutes between meetings. I raced into the water and raced out almost as quickly to shower and get ready.

On the last evening I noticed a tennis court. There were probably other amenities I missed. I’m used to traveling for pleasure, or at least being able to tack a day of vacation on to the business trip. That wasn’t possible this time.

There are tourist attractions. I saw pictures of them on fridge magnets and postcards in a souvenir shop across the street from the hotel. Those shops and restaurants were all I saw of Cyprus. Maybe another time. At least I didn’t get hit by a bus – they drive on the left in Cyprus, but I always look both ways before crossing the street.IMG_20171103_153506

So now I sit in Larnaca Airport, waiting for the flight home. It’s been a productive week, but I am disappointed to not have seen a bit of the country. This is, if I remember correctly, one of the top tourist destinations in the Mediterranean. Now I can tell people I have been here, and that the hotel seemed nice.

The airport looks like a hockey arena. I wonder if it is Canadian-designed. It seems fairly new, and, today anyway, not too busy. Full of families, I presume going home after a vacation. Seems like Cyprus is a popular destination for Greeks, Germans and British. Maybe Americans too, but I don’t recall seeing anyway.

Lots of places to sit, though the prices at the duty-free and the restaurants are too high for my liking.

Just like every airport everywhere.

Written at Larnaca airport, Cyprus, November 3, 2017. 

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