I've arrived in Istanbul (not Constantinople). Sent by M to meet our man Yuri from the Moscow office and to infiltrate the shadowy world of WAIPA (World Associationof Investment Promotion Agencies). However, despite my SCUBA training I'm no James Bond. I'm more a cup of tea kind of a guy.
At the airport I jump in the taxi and show the guy the hotel name. He smiles and says something in Turkish. I smile and hope for the best. 5 minutes later we arrive at the right chain, but wrong location. I know this is the wrong location because Google says it takes about 30 minutes. I utter a place name in Turkish. The driver smiles - apparently his fare has just tripled.
Anyway, I've made it.
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