So, we left the country and on July 16 in the morning we landed in Sabiha Airport of Istanbul, this vast, beautiful, amazing city on two seas and two parts of the world.
A couple of days after our arrival, we received a formidable note from the army that if the questionnaire was not completely filled out, they would come home for our son and take him to the service.
I was very worried and, taking out a SIM card from my phone, threw it away.
In general, the first time after arrival, we were only busy looking for suitable accommodation, our impressions and experiences.
We still did not fully understand the meaning of what we did and what happened and what a difficult situation we were in.
Then we decided to contact our friends from Eilat, who, it seems, also expressed a desire to leave and coordinate an action plan.
And it seemed that most of our friends also left by different ways and they would like to continue the journey with us.
Our conversations with them simply broke records for the duration, they lasted for hours and reminded an action-packed film …
… Filled with heroic, funny, and sometimes even fantastic adventure events.
“Hello, I am sailing on a ship from Eilat. Now the ship has stopped in Egypt. It is terrible here on the ship, insane heat and stuffiness, absolutely no normal conditions …”
All the sailors on the ship are incredibly tall, just huge Africans, they cause me great concern … “- we heard Ariel’s voice.
“So get out soon, because until the next stop where you can get off, the ship will sail for at least a month” – we said.
“Yes, really. Now I will quickly pack my things and run – the ship leaves in just a few minutes” – this is how the story-odyssey of “Ariel” began.
And he went out in Egypt, got to Cairo, and then he got to a military base, walked 1,500 kilometers through the desert without water, food and sleep, almost reaching Turkey …
… Sailed on a ship with cannibals, where he was offered to join the meal … and almost every day he called us and told us about everything that happened to him and moreover, surprisingly, he called at the very moment when we came home from a walk.
And once in the evening he called and said that he was at the computer of some significant man and he had access to information and all night he was telling us an endless number of stories about almost all of my acquaintances, naming the names of those people about whom I had almost forgotten, telling some unknown episodes from their lives and how their fates developed. This conversation lasted from 9 pm to 5 am.
Ariel also showed interest in our life and health and asked us to write down a set of physical exercises and called every day and asked how we cope with them.
“Hello! I left the country and I am in Tirana. But, frankly, I do not know what to do next. How are you and where are you?” – this was a call from Aviv.
“We are in Istanbul, join us,” we replied.
After thinking it over, he decided to do so.
“Hi guys! There were no tickets to Istanbul and I flew to Mersin. I am already in Turkey. It needs to find where the bus stops here to the city.
Oh guys, here is Shekel! How I miss this baby. There is a cat, it is exactly like Shekel, I took it in my arms and pat it, it is completely tame”.
Only a few months later it occurred to us to look and we discovered that in fact there is no airport in Mersin … And Shekel was a cat – a common favorite in the diving club in Eilat.
A whole series of misadventures awaited ostensibly Aviv, about which he constantly told us on the phone.
And we were in touch around the clock, going through with him those steep turns that fate sent him, trying to help him as best we could.
“I missed the train a bit and went to the bus station. I saw a bus to Adana and hurried to run into it, but was suddenly stopped by a heavy slap in the face from an elderly woman driver. It was terrible, I was taken out of the bus station by the guards and blacklisted. It turns out that the bus was purely female and men were not allowed there. I did not know anything about that!” – his offended voice rang out.
The episode continues …
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