Turkey, part deux
Later this month I’ll be going to Turkey, and it will be my second time there. I don’t normally make it a habit of visiting a country more than once, but this time it’s unavoidable.
The reason I’m going again is because of my parents. When I went to Istanbul in February 2011, it was for a bunch of reasons. I was about to start a new job and I wanted a break. I’d had a painful split-up with someone and I needed the break, but it was mostly because I wanted to be sure that I didn’t need him anymore. I knew I didn’t, of course, but I wanted to prove it, and I wanted to be certain that I could still travel alone and enjoy it.
This time, like I said, it’s got to do with my parents. When I came back from my first trip, they loved my photos, loved the presents, absolutely loved the Turkish Delight, baklava and apple tea I brought back. “Maybe we can do this one day,” my mum said two years ago.
That ‘one day’ is now here, and it’ll be a very different experience. I’m going to have to walk a little slower than usual, speak a little louder (my dad is hard of hearing) and be a little more patient with them.
My mother has told me that I can leave them to wander by themselves on certain days while I stay at the hotel and write, but I don’t think I’m going to do that. My dad loves to shop and has been scammed so often that I feel the need to be with him all the time. My mum is a little more cautious but is too soft-hearted to leave my dad on his own, so you see what I mean. Not that I’m complaining – I think it’s going to be an interesting trip and I’m seriously looking forward to it.
Wish me luck anyway, okay?
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