This day was terrible that I am going to cut and paste describing it to my Godson.
This might be a little too long for you to read but here it is nevertheless
My Trip has been one screw up and bad situation after another.
I had planned to travel to: Turkey, Pakistan, Oman, Doha, Kuwait, Lebanon, Algeria, and Morocco.
My Algerian Visa did not come in time. This is after, I followed their procedure and handed it in NOT 8 days that they said it would take but 16 days in advance.
Then, after being told I could get a visa on arrival at Karachi, Pakistan Airport with my Italian passport. However, at 10 pm get ready to board, I was denied by the gate agent from entering the country because I lacked the proper Visa. I had to scramble or a hotel room (Thank you Hilton) and a new flight to Muscat, Oman.
Oman, Qatar and Kuwait all went well.
I was informed by the Hotel in Beirut that banks, shops, etc was closed and it was not safe due to protesting and some armed conflict with protesters.
I am exhausted having spent about 10 hours on the phone canceling the non refundable flight to Lebanon, subsequent flights to and hotel rooms not only in Beirut but other hotels as well and that charge affected my whole schedule.
Since people could not even get into work at the Beirut Hilton. I don’t know if I will get reimbursed because of late cancellation.
I am flying from Kuwait back to Istanbul to recharge at the Hilton on the river Bosporus then flying to Morocco to keep the final portion of my trip.
I am exhausted, yet in a strange way that I feel this adrenaline rush of knowing that I am handling everything on the fly and totally dependent on myself with whatever skills I bring to the travel table. I feel like the quintessential Existential Man, alone, alienated adrift in a randomness world with the only thing a person has in this world——Their Choices
Your brother,
John or Giovanni as how I’m known in the travel word 🤪
