Sunday 18 January, 6:15 am, flight to Brussels. I’m on it with about 100 kg luggage without paying any supplement. Good bye Antalya. I learned that I can’t get a new working permit until 1 august 2009 so next summer I will work somewhere else.
Monday 19 January: it stopped freezing in Belgium but I’m still cold. I get my new passport and now ID: no problems for the next 5 years.
Tuesday 20 January, Ryanair flight 3745. That means Charleroi – Pisa.
I eat pizza and pasta, drink real good wine, taste extra virgin olive oil, ribollita, salami, raw ham. I eat and eat: lunch with friends, dinner with other friends. In between tea with some more friends. Choir rehearsal. Walking around in Florence to discover that there is something like “design” for clothes. After one year in Turkey I needed this.
One year in Turkey, it has gone so quickly, though there has been periods that were going very slowly.
Making plans for the upcoming next two months: waiting for an answer from Egypt, it’s not coming.
Selda (Turkish friend) let me know that she has got the visa but only for the period of the tourist fair in Brussels. So I will go to work there, but there will be no trip together in Europe.
Reading books: “3 men on a bicycle”. I keep on thinking: why 3 men and no woman? Bicycle. Paris. How far? Could I do it with my bike? I ask some advise at expert friends how to go by bike to Paris. This time no fast train or plane.
Next summer destination? A riddle. Probably it will be resolved in about 3 weeks. Hopefully it will be with the same coast manager I had last summer, at least that’s my preferred “destination”.
Next summer is still far away. First I need to enjoy this holiday before I floats away.
Someone has some suggestions?
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Friday, January 16, 2009
I have to go...
Yes, really, I have to go. I feel it like this: I HAVE to go.
It’s one year now I live in Turkey, and as you might remember, not everything has always been ok. At the end of the first six months I lived in Istanbul, I really wanted to go back to Europe.
But than I came to Kemer and slowly I started to accept Turkey and it’s people, and I started to live my life again. Kemer is beautiful and here I have found a real good job with a fantastic manager, lovely colleagues and very nice people in the hotels I was working for.
And now… I really feel sorry I have to leave Turkey. I might see back my colleagues and manager in another country, but my Turkish friends… I don’t know.
Since a couple of days I know that I can’t come back to work in Turkey before August 2009. Foreigners may only work for 6 months in one year in Turkey. My working permit started at the beginning of August 2008 and expires the 18 of January 2009. So I cannot come back to work before beginning of August 2009.
I will miss Nermin, Selda, Kerem, Maria, Sinan, Selami, Zeynep, Hüssein, Elmira and many many others.
But one day I will come back to say hello to those people that made me feel at home in Turkey
It’s one year now I live in Turkey, and as you might remember, not everything has always been ok. At the end of the first six months I lived in Istanbul, I really wanted to go back to Europe.
But than I came to Kemer and slowly I started to accept Turkey and it’s people, and I started to live my life again. Kemer is beautiful and here I have found a real good job with a fantastic manager, lovely colleagues and very nice people in the hotels I was working for.
And now… I really feel sorry I have to leave Turkey. I might see back my colleagues and manager in another country, but my Turkish friends… I don’t know.
Since a couple of days I know that I can’t come back to work in Turkey before August 2009. Foreigners may only work for 6 months in one year in Turkey. My working permit started at the beginning of August 2008 and expires the 18 of January 2009. So I cannot come back to work before beginning of August 2009.
I will miss Nermin, Selda, Kerem, Maria, Sinan, Selami, Zeynep, Hüssein, Elmira and many many others.
But one day I will come back to say hello to those people that made me feel at home in Turkey
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