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The Mermaid of the Mediterranean - Tripoli
5:42pm
The port wing of the Junkers JU 290 transport dipped catching the evening sun with a glint as it turned in a low, wide circle across the ancient and sprawling metropolis of Tripoli. The Italian-held city was the first stop on the expedition's journey onto the Dark Continent. The sun was low in the sky and the turquoise of the sea provided a stunning backdrop to the white-washed city.
Set on one of North Africa’s best natural harbours, Tripoli exuded a distinctive Mediterranean charm infused with a decidedly Arabic-Islamic flavour. Its rich mosaic of historical influences – from Roman ruins and artefacts to the Ottoman-era medina – is enough to whet the appetites of those in the group with an academic interest in History. Conversations sparked into life, almost immediately the city was spotted, amongst the professors and scientists.
Another fifteen minutes ticked by before the engine note changed and the great plane began its gentle descent. As the tires gently kissed the dirt runway, testament to the skill of the pilot, an expectant hush fell over those in the body of the steel beast. Professor Albrecht Eichelberger stood and addressed the expedition:
"Now my friends, we have truly begun our adventure," this earned a slightly scathing look from SS-Standartenführer Lothar Wahl, "tomorrow we are to head by train into the heart of the continent. Once we are settled into our hotel ladies and gentleman, the evening is your own to dine, explore or rest. Tonight we celebrate for tomorrow we explore and discover in the name of the Reich!"
Wahl assigned Feldwebel Gunnar Koertig and his troopers with handling the the conveyance of the teams equipment and gear to the station. Taxis arrived to move the expedition members, Wahl making it clear to anyone in the party that is not at the station by 7:30am will not be waited on...
The Taxis, having woven their way through the bustling streets, pulled up to the Al Waddan Hotel and disgorged their passengers into the cool foyer where amiable reception staff greeted the team; accompanied by the sound of tinkling water and the smell of rose petals...
5:42pm
The port wing of the Junkers JU 290 transport dipped catching the evening sun with a glint as it turned in a low, wide circle across the ancient and sprawling metropolis of Tripoli. The Italian-held city was the first stop on the expedition's journey onto the Dark Continent. The sun was low in the sky and the turquoise of the sea provided a stunning backdrop to the white-washed city.
Set on one of North Africa’s best natural harbours, Tripoli exuded a distinctive Mediterranean charm infused with a decidedly Arabic-Islamic flavour. Its rich mosaic of historical influences – from Roman ruins and artefacts to the Ottoman-era medina – is enough to whet the appetites of those in the group with an academic interest in History. Conversations sparked into life, almost immediately the city was spotted, amongst the professors and scientists.
Another fifteen minutes ticked by before the engine note changed and the great plane began its gentle descent. As the tires gently kissed the dirt runway, testament to the skill of the pilot, an expectant hush fell over those in the body of the steel beast. Professor Albrecht Eichelberger stood and addressed the expedition:
"Now my friends, we have truly begun our adventure," this earned a slightly scathing look from SS-Standartenführer Lothar Wahl, "tomorrow we are to head by train into the heart of the continent. Once we are settled into our hotel ladies and gentleman, the evening is your own to dine, explore or rest. Tonight we celebrate for tomorrow we explore and discover in the name of the Reich!"
Wahl assigned Feldwebel Gunnar Koertig and his troopers with handling the the conveyance of the teams equipment and gear to the station. Taxis arrived to move the expedition members, Wahl making it clear to anyone in the party that is not at the station by 7:30am will not be waited on...
The Taxis, having woven their way through the bustling streets, pulled up to the Al Waddan Hotel and disgorged their passengers into the cool foyer where amiable reception staff greeted the team; accompanied by the sound of tinkling water and the smell of rose petals...
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The team spread themselves into the foyer, occupied by a handful of patrons, and waited as Eichelberger organised their rooms.
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Carl sits near the fountain and examines the objects inside the table with the glass top.
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Once in the hotell room Alvaro changes his clothes to a afternoon casual suit in dark green, he adjust his shoulder holster and the .32 Revolver conceling it as best he can. Ready for some mingling with the nazis? he looks at himself in the mirror and a dark frown spreads over his face remembering his true mission and why he is doing this, risking his life on this mission... Si señor!
Alvaro walks down to the foyer checking out any woman in the place. maybe i get lucky Alvaro smiles as he sees Carl and walks towards him to chat a bit. Nice hotel isint it, who would think something like this could exit in Africa
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Professor Paul Eckhart watches the younger men; the Spaniard--one of Franco's men, no doubt--is eyeing up attractive females: Prof. Eckhart feels old. He walks over to the bar. Cognac, please, a large one.
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Percy will visit the Medina and the arch of Marc Aurelius. When he finished, he will amke a quick visit to the nearest brothel...
But first he will ask for rum in the bar.
But first he will ask for rum in the bar.
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An officious looking barman handed Prof. Eckhart a generous measure of smoky alcohol with a nod and a smile, "You are new in town, no?" He began to arrange the bottles behind the bar, occasionally sweeping unseen dust with a delicate flick of his cloth. In testimony to his training he carefully tilted his head in the Professor's direction to allow for, but not force, polite conversation.
Carl noticed that the display table contained a variety of interesting rocks and minerals, a geologist would not doubt be impressed but it was not the kind of thing he had any appreciation for...bunch of sparkly rocks, great! The lounge was reasonably full and there were a number of discussions taking place between members of the expedition.
There are a number of other patrons and Alvaro is drawn to a leggy, dark haired girl nursing a gin and tonic at the end of the bar...
Carl noticed that the display table contained a variety of interesting rocks and minerals, a geologist would not doubt be impressed but it was not the kind of thing he had any appreciation for...bunch of sparkly rocks, great! The lounge was reasonably full and there were a number of discussions taking place between members of the expedition.
There are a number of other patrons and Alvaro is drawn to a leggy, dark haired girl nursing a gin and tonic at the end of the bar...
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Carl wakes a sweeping gesture at the whole hotel. "The world is a different place once you move outside what you are familiar with."
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"I know," says Kirsten, looking around in awe. "I've never seen anything like it. This is the furthest I've ever been from home. I've been in movies that took place all over the world, but it's so much different to travel to exotic locales for real."
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"One should expect both the familiar and the unfamiliar when traveling abroad. Where ever you go, people are people, even if the food and the customs change."
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Alvaro sweeps the room updating himself who is there and where they are while he walks to the dark beauty God afternoon Miss, you mind company?Airbornexo wrote: There are a number of other patrons and Alvaro is drawn to a leggy, dark haired girl nursing a gin and tonic at the end of the bar...
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Airbornexo wrote:"You are new in town, no?" . . . In testimony to his training [the barman] carefully tilted his head in the Professor's direction to allow for, but not force, polite conversation.
"Yes, I just flew in from Berlin. Do you get many Germans stopping at this hotel?"
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The woman casually regarded the Spaniard, then spoke with a clipped North American accent; "If you are one of those hoary academics, then forget it buster." She cocked her head appraising him, then with her foot moved a chair out from the bar and angled her nearly finished drink...another?
At the other end of the bar, the barman chuckled at the Professor's remark, "It seems like we have our whole quota of Germans for the year in at the same time tonight! We get the odd military type, showing the Italians how to march up and down, that sort of thing. I have heard you are keen on 'travelling in foreign countries' France, Poland, no?" He gives a knowing wink, cheeky but not insulting, "What brings you all to our fair city?" The barman is of Libyan descent but his English is impeccable.
The woman casually regarded the Spaniard, then spoke with a clipped North American accent; "If you are one of those hoary academics, then forget it buster." She cocked her head appraising him, then with her foot moved a chair out from the bar and angled her nearly finished drink...another?
At the other end of the bar, the barman chuckled at the Professor's remark, "It seems like we have our whole quota of Germans for the year in at the same time tonight! We get the odd military type, showing the Italians how to march up and down, that sort of thing. I have heard you are keen on 'travelling in foreign countries' France, Poland, no?" He gives a knowing wink, cheeky but not insulting, "What brings you all to our fair city?" The barman is of Libyan descent but his English is impeccable.
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Kirsten nods, then glances over to the woman at the bar. "Sounds like she's a fellow American," she says, "or possibly Canadian. I doubt she'll want to talk to a 'hoary academic' like me. I wonder if our Spanish friend can charm her."
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'Well i dont mind the academics, but im certain not one of them' 'Im Alvaro Uribe Miss...' 'Spaniard , explorer, bodyguard and most important... dancer' 'And you Miss tell me please who are you?' Alvaro smiles his best smile making a sign to the bartender to fill up the ladies glass.Airbornexo wrote: The woman casually regarded the Spaniard, then spoke with a clipped North American accent; "If you are one of those hoary academics, then forget it buster." She cocked her head appraising him, then with her foot moved a chair out from the bar and angled her nearly finished drink...another?
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Airbornexo wrote:". . . We get the odd military type, showing the Italians how to march up and down . . . "
"We Germans sure can march: it's in our blood."
Airbornexo wrote:". . . I have heard you are keen on 'travelling in foreign countries' France, Poland, no? . . ."
"I favour Russia."
"An expedition--south. I'm Professor Eckhart, expedition botanist. Oh, for the record, I don't 'march,' and as for 'travelling,' I haven't done that since '14." Prof. Eckhart smiles, to show the bartender he is being lighthearted with his comments.. . . "What brings you all to our fair city?" . . .
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The woman smiled at Alvaro, "since you have been kind enough to offer me a drink, let me repay the debt."
She gave him a strange look and then frowned slightly, as if musing something over in her mind; "my name is Ellie Knox, touring here in the city with my brother. We hail from Kansas, if you were wondering about the accent...thou the folk around here wouldn't know Baja from the Bronx!"
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The bartender nodded his approval at the professor and poured him another generous measure.
She gave him a strange look and then frowned slightly, as if musing something over in her mind; "my name is Ellie Knox, touring here in the city with my brother. We hail from Kansas, if you were wondering about the accent...thou the folk around here wouldn't know Baja from the Bronx!"
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The bartender nodded his approval at the professor and poured him another generous measure.
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Though it's hard to make out the voices, Kirsten is barely able to do so, thanks to her position not far away from them.
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