Wednesday, September 2, 2009

It all started in Oklahoma City

When I was 9 years old, my parents, brothers Frank and Warren, then 14 and 7, went to Corpus Cristi. All fine and well. On the way back to Missouri we stayed the night in Oklahoma City. My parents let us kids go see the movie, Grand Prix, with James Garner, which was showing near the motel. When the two cars crashed, during the movie, I became very upset and decided I was walking back to the Holiday Inn.

Did Frank care? He was suppose to watching me. Although knowing how I am, I'm sure I wouldn't listen.

It was dark and I got lost. I remember seeing a homeless person and that made me more upset, especially since I was lost. Luckily, a policeman spotted me and took me to the police station, where they called the two Holiday Inns in town. Now I can't believe there were actually two Holiday Inns in Oklahoma City. One would have been more then triple the amount needed for anyone unfortunate enough to have to stay there.

Anyway that brings me to this. Why me? Why do I always get in trouble? Well, of course, I bring it on myself some of the time, but other times I think, "What did I do to deserve this?"

On Mon. August 31st I flew to Izmir, Turkey. On the plane I met a wealthy man who was going to have his driver, who was meeting him, take me to Kusadasi. "How lucky I am," I thought. I wouldn't have to take a half hour shuttle to the bus station and then an hour bus ride to Kusadasi.

We arrive about 8:30 and by 9:00 I was back on the same plane going back to London. It was a nightmare. I couldn't believe it.

I'll reiterate what happened before. I came to Turkey in April and paid $20 for a three month multiple entree visa. I went to Greece, back to Turkey, of course, not paying the 20 bucks again, because it was within the three months.

I then went to Georgia and Armenia and back to Georgia before coming back to Turkey. This time I paid another 20 bucks because I knew my flight out of Turkey would be beyond the three months.

I was shocked, when at the Istanbul airport, that I had over stayed my visit. They would not listen or look at my papers that proved this. I had to pay a $200 fine. I thought they got a little bonus and should be happy.

So now I don't know why they wouldn't let me in. They already fined me, what more do they want? I went to the Turkish consulate here in London. I can't get an appointment until September 15th. I need a letter of invite from someone in Turkey. I'm asking every Turkish person I know and have addresses to for their help in this matter.

In the meantime I'm hanging out in expensive, drizzly London.

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