"I think theres a killer outside our hotel...."
"Don't be silly Cait, go back to sleep."
"No really. I think there is a ghost too! Come see for yourself."
With that Caitlyn dragged me out of bed and made me go outside into the freezing cold. She got a jumpscare as she heard a ear piercing howl, the street lights flickering. As we looked a round we saw a silhouette of a person who seems to be holding something that looks like a chainsaw of some sort.
"Don't you dare wake me up at 4 in the morning next time for a stupid reason ever again." I whispered at Cait and went back inside.
At 7 in the morning we went to the lobby to eat breakfast. She told everyone on how "brave I was for battling the killer and saved her life." We took off to the Virgin Mary house- just a 20 minute bus ride away from our hotel.
When we arrived at the "house" (which is now a musuem), it was about 2 degrees but the winds made it seemed like it was -2346234 degrees. The cold wind blew past my cheeks, making them red and cold.
Caitlyn got kicked out of the musuem for trying to take selfies with the Virgin Mary statue.
"Sorry, my friend is kind of insane.." I apologized to the guards, who gave us both a dirty look. We walked back to the bus and waited for the rest to return. Caitlyn stole some random person's internet and uploaded her selfies.
We drove to the Library Of Celcius, Odeon, The Grand Theatre and the Roman Bath. It was starting to rain heavily so me and Caitlyn went to a cafe and ordered some food. I mean. A lot of food. We ordered a jumbo pizza, 3 sandwiches, 2 burgers as well as hot chocolate. She took pictures of every single thing we ate and selfies with the waitress. I wonder why I'm even friends with her.
After 2 and a half hours of waiting, the whole group arrived, soaked because of the rain and sneezing their heads off. Lucky for me and Caitlyn as we ate our brunch because today's lunch was HORRIBLE. Everyone was literally gagging as they ate the meal. Even the tourguide (who's name is Tom) said it was really bad.
We took a 5 hour drive to our hotel in Pammukale, where we were going to visit a gypsy village and the icy snowcaps / hotspring properly tomorrow. We are to wake up at 5:45 in the morning so we can see the Turkish sunrise. "Oh my god who cares about sunrises." Caitlyn complained before we went to sleep.
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| House of Virgin Mary |
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