I dislike the marbled pavements - I've slipped on wet patches when shopkeepers wash it down and once when someone had dropped an ice cream.
Dislike the incline in the market - even though under cover, it gets muggy and uphill is tiring - even though it might not seem such an incline to others - at my age and in the heat it is!
Dislike the feeling that I've missed out on something - a great night, a good entertainer, a wonderful meal (some of the posts make my mouth water)
Dislike seeing someone at the airport with the bag/shoes/jeans I looked at longingly for several days but decided I didn't need - and knowing it's too late to run back and get them all.
Dislike the length of the journey though love that feeling at the first site of
Icmeler - love arriving at night though.
Dislike being ignored by one waiter because I refused an offer of j***y j***y that was made through his friend to my daughter!
Of course I really dislike the coming home - the aftermath of watching the webcam, looking at photos and getting back to work.