Cell Confusion

A couple of years before I moved to Crete, I left Singaporeto travel around Greece for the summer. Eager to get to the islands, I spentless than a day in Athens before boarding the ferry that would take me toRhodes. Thanks to a wonderful friend, I was booked into a beautiful cabinaboard the ferry and was relishing the opportunity to travel instyle.  
Curious as always, I threw my one piece of luggage into the cabin (I alwaystravel light) and began exploring every nook and cranny of the ship I hadaccess to. To my surprise, I stumbled upon a fancy restaurant. The priceslisted in the menu gave me the hiccups but the Grilled Vegetable Tower Iordered was worth the substantial hole it burned into my wallet.  
Well enough fed to be on the verge of falling into a food-induced coma, Iwaddled back to my cabin and fell asleep the instant my head hit thesilk-covered and down-filled pillow. Due to the combination of jet-lag andunfamiliar surroundings, I woke with a sudden jerk in what I assumed was themiddle of the night. 
I don’t wear a watch so I fumbled in the pitch-black darkness for my trustyNokia, which told me that it was 2 o’clock in the morning. I was just about toswitch the phone off when I noticed something odd… “Turkcell.” I was supposedto be heading to Rhodes, not Turkey. Had I boarded the wrong ferry? 
In a slight panic, I threw on a robe and went to pound on my neighbor’s door –a sweet American couple on their Honeymoon. When they opened the door with morethan a touch of apprehension, I asked, “Do you know where we’re going?”
“Um, Rhodes,” the man replied rubbing sleep from his eyes. 
“We’re heading in the wrong direction!” I exclaimed and thrust my phone in hisface. “Look!”
Of course, we weren’t actually heading in the wrong direction. We were justclose enough to Turkey  to pick up the “Turkcell” signal, which thejust-married man sleepily explained with kind patience.
The next day, I bumped into the couple as I was about to disembark the ferry andplant my feet back on dry land. “Welcome to Rhodes,” they said and winked atme. 
To this day, I still get text messages from the honeymooning couple. They’vetaken to updating me on their exact location via texts whenever they travel.Their latest text said, “In Bangkok – picking up THAIS network.” 
Nokia… Connecting People indeed!