I traveled to Istanbul on Friday to give a NLP Master Practitioner course, but the aircraft arrived slightly late, at 10:30pm. I was worried that Salim the driver would be in trouble waiting for me.

I left arrivals hall, to be met by Salim, who speaks little English, saying something about ambulance.

Then I realised. Waiting for me was an ambulance to take me to my hotel in Kadikoy.

Down the motorways we raced, lights flashing, cars moving out of the way.

So I was not late arriving at the hotel.

Strange arrival.

Now I have to find an internet connection.