Spitting rain, but not all that inconvenient as we're leaving today, so no agenda, and the airport bus stops immediately across the road from the hotel. So leisurely breakfast looking out over the narrow street that bends downhill toward the harbour. Women walk up the road carrying bags and umbrellas and a couple of men stop at the tiny café opposite. The occasional dog crosses to see what is happening.
Had thought that today's might be a quieter flight, but there's a school trip of some sort, so lots of chattering teenagers and few if any empty seats. Larnaca airport has signs in Greek (obviously), English, and Russian. Interesting, as the official languages of Cyprus are Greek and Turkish. English is the world's second language. But Russian? Well, follow the money.