Cyprus
It’s so weird that it’s only a sea between the war in Syria and the endless parties of Ayia Napa in Cyprus. It really shows how different the world can be when in Cyprus the biggest problem seems to be that the buses come and go however they want. We got a taste of that when I and my friend Andreas arrived almost two weeks ago and the first bus from the airport dropped us of and the driver said “some bus will come sometime and take you to Ayia Napa”. We waited an hour before all 6 of us who had been dropped off got tired of waiting for something that wasn’t going to come, so we split a cab together. We all were couples of 2 people who knew each other and we told the cab driver to go to the center of Ayia Napa so we all could walk from there, but one grumpy old man of the company just yelled his hotel name all the time so the cab driver took us there instead, which was very far from the center. Fortunately the cab driver made a second stop and we finally arrived at the beach hotel calle...