Chapter 3: Istanbul, Turkey
The plane landed and the passengers were getting ready to get out of the flight. I was relaxing in my seat, not rushing to get out as I know some people would love to get out of the plane as soon as they landed. But not me, I was never a rush person to get out. So, I was looking at the foreigners and some locals that were blending in to get out of the plane and went to get through customs as well as getting the stamp that showed they were ‘invited’ to be here. It was the only way that I can think of the stamps anyway. Then, it was our turns to get out of the plane as I was taking my carry on with me and my cousin was walking beside me as we went to the customs. “I cannot believe it. We’re actually here. We’re in Istanbul, Turkey!” she said as I was rolling my eyes. But a smile was plaste
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