Message in a Bottle

So this was the plan - go somewhere a long way from here,  write a message,  put it in a bottle, chuck it overboard, done; but it didn't quite work out that way.  I thought the Marmaris to Rhodes ferry would be perfect - open sea between Turkey and a Greek island - what could go wrong?  Let me tell you that what could go wrong is very rough seas and lots of sea sickness.

Unfortunately, because it was rough, we were confined to our seats and my seat was inside and downstairs (I'm sure there is a technical term for downstairs in a boat but I have no idea what it is!).  All I could see was the porthole, and the horizon appearing and disappearing.  It wasn't long until my hand was going up in the air requesting a sick bag.  All you could see and hear was people throwing up which, when you have a problem with travel sickness yourself, is not ideal.

The crew, of course, thought it was hilarious, even when one of them ended up with vomit all down the front of his lovely polo shirt. 

Thankfully I managed to retain the contents of my stomach and went on to enjoy a wonderful day wandering the winding narrow streets of Rhodes old town.  The story on the way back to our resort was pretty much the same, however, and the message, snuggly ensconced in the plastic water bottle, remained in my beach bag.

So it didn't quite work out as planned, but the following day plan B took shape and the bottle was safely dispatched into the Aegean Sea via a Kayak loaned from the hotel.

Lets hope it travels far and that I can report to you in due course with regard to its destination.  Bon Voyage little bottle!