Turkey, i sound like a right misery guts this week but I really dislike Turkey. I went when i was 18 for one of my first girlie holiday with my friend.
Originally we were planning to go to Ibiza in the summer after A Levels, but unfortunately Ibiza uncovered came on Terrestrial TV http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0326468/ and her mum said NO! ops!
My parents had booked to go to Turkey on a teletext holiday (how retro - this was 1999) and there was a couple of holidays left so we booked as well. Now it turns out my friend had kind of let on we we going away with my mum and dad, we were going to the same place on the same flight but to different Hotels in different parts of the resort, her mum only found out when she was dropped off at my house! OPS.
so we land, i have a bad feeling, i want to stay on the plane and go home but sadly planes are not like buses and you can't just stay on. After an Epic 5/6 hour journey to the resort we arrive at our Hotel, they hadn't finished building it, no Aircon dodgy staff, 15 mins walk from the centre. Parents hotel was on the main strip, beach front above an all night bar! sods law!
Ok not painting sa pretty picture am i? it was awful i hated it. the men where sleezy and all loved my friend, you couldn't go 3 foot without getting hit on and dragged into bars, power cuts usually happened when walking back to the hotel and was quite scary really. i was really worried about eating as i don't eat Lamb and i can't stand the smell and i was paranoid my food had been cooked next to or on the same grill / pan etc as lamb and i was convinced i could taste it.
the song Kiss Kiss (the original not Holly Valances version) had been number 1 for quite a while and was on every where and yes i knew the dance. Mambo Number 5 was also an over played song.
the only time i was happy walking any where was when we met up with my parents as my dad is a Chameleons he blends in where ever we go and they all thought he was a local, so as long as he didn't speak we were treated with respect and like humans rather than insulted in a we are really trying to trick you klinda way.
OK from the Archives, i found my photos, they were in an album so i took pics with my ipod which is the worst camera quality ever so apologies.,
|Me with our Hotel Neighbor and my friend with Mustafa the sleezy waiter|
|My mum at t'airport, another neighbour and some scenery|
|Party in our room (check out the classy fakes)|
So i did have a pretty good holiday, fond memories and some good stories but i wouldn't willingly go back.
So my list of ideas for this week.
evil eye (or is it lucky?) mud baths, ancient tombs, no pork products (insert sad face) heat, earthquakes, power cuts, money is in millions (this might have changed) fruit tea, knock off goods, shisha pipes, night clubs, the kiss kiss song,
everywhere we went whether it was a shop or a restaurant you had apple tea forced up on you, and its rude to refuse or not drink it but its horrible (to be fair i now drink fruit tea so i might like it but without all the sugar) but i love the look of it and how it was served in little glass cups.
I actually did my card on Monday, wowzer i know.
Backgroud page is some papers i got in Huddersfeild inside market a couple of weeks ago (please stop me buying)
Its acrylic sheet coloured with some pens i also got in Hudds, the stuck to green velum with silver sticker to be a tea bag, some embroidary silks and a bit of card to be the string and tag. (i realised after i'd done i should have used orange for tea colour but hey ho) then stuck to a post card and cut out
Well done if you made it this far! xxxxx