Plan B

To dis-celebrate the departure of colleague Heather Mellows, 17 of us were supposed to go out to dinner tonight at a cool restaurant far, far away that serves salt-crusted chicken and lamb that you have to order 24 hours in advance. Because the group was so large, the key organizers booked a school bus and driver to take us there, wait and bring us home.
Little did we know while laying best of plans, that Istanbul was going to rise up just as we were setting off.
Nothing daunted, the core team organized pizza and we all chipped in in any way we could - mostly with money and alcohol. A cohesive time was had by all, and we needed that.