The last morning in Valencia, but this is my birthday.
For the last time I visit Placa de la Virgen, drink my coffee, say goodbye to may hosts and set off to the underground station.
For the last time I visit Placa de la Virgen, drink my coffee, say goodbye to may hosts and set off to the underground station.
There is some unpleasant surprise at the station. My airport ticket, which I bought yesterday, is expired. And I need to buy another one. Unfortunately, the station duty officer does not speak English, the ticket machine does not accept 20 euro banknotes, and nobody can change it. Luckily, I have the credit card, so I successfully get on the train
It is only 20 minutes by train, and I am at the airport. The departure hall is on the second floor.
Duty free shop. Boarding. Flight. Transfer in Istanbul. Another duty free shop. Boarding. Flight. I am at home.
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