This year is a year of big celebrations in our family, including our 5th wedding anniversary and I have been reminiscing over how I met my husband and thought I would share our little story with you.
I had been coming to Turkey for a year or two before I met my husband and knew all the stories and seen all the summer workers in action, romancing the girls promising them love and then at change over as the girls left crying promising to return and changing their FB status to in a relationship, the boy’s picked up the next girl or met their love from last year………..
I wasn’t interested at the time in a relationship and especially a long distance one with some bloke I met on holiday.
I am a believer in Destiny, Kismet, what is meant to be and so on, but I have never been one for love at first sight, unless of course it was a horse then I do believe!!
I used to holiday with my friend and stay at her parents apartment and we knew a lot of the regular summer workers and my friend and her family were well known.
On this particular holiday in 2006 my friends Gran passed away during our holiday. After speaking with her family she decided there was nothing she could do and the funeral would be after we returned home and so decide to stay and finish the holiday.
You can imagine that day my friend didn’t want to sit on the beach or do any holiday like things. So we decided to take a walk, we thought the direction we took would be quiet away, from boat trip sellers and any other hustlers.
As we were walking along we came to a quiet beach and two boys where walking along towards us, we instantly recognised one of the boys who we would have rather not have met that day, he likes to talk and we knew he wouldn’t pass quickly.
The other boy caught my attention, he wasn’t bad looking but what had interested me was when he spoke he told us they were just talking about comics and aliens, an odd topic but what interested me was his English was very good, most the summer workers can speak English but often not so well.
We chatted for a few minutes and then the boy we knew declared we should all have a picnic, looking to my friend she agreed as we knew that most likely he wouldn’t take no for an answer. Off he went leaving us with the other boy (my now husband) to get some food and drinks.
He seemed nice enough and spoke well, but here was the problem he didn’t shut up! On he went doing little psychology tests he thought fun. He was a bit tiring and we couldn’t wait to get away.
We really wanted to head back the way we came but as they were going that way after the picnic we said we were going to continue our walk. Which turned into a bit of hike, we got lost and ended up half way out the town and had to walk back via the main road. But it did help my friend sort her head out.
Unfortunately the boys had asked us if we would be out in Bar street that night and we had kind of dodge the question. When we headed out we thought we could avoid them but there they were looking for us and we ended up sitting with them for a while. If you know Turkish boys especially summer workers they can be a bit persuasive or should I say they annoy you enough till you sit with them to shut them up and get rid of them!
We said one drink then we had to leave, well we had a couple and then my now husband asked if he could talk to me privately. Now up till this point really I didn’t think he had any interest in me, most the boys liked my friend and as I wasn’t in the market so to speak I hadn’t really been thinking along those lines.
I agreed to speak with him briefly wondering what he could possible want to say to me, well he told me he liked me blah blah and then would you believe he tried to kiss me, well he was lucky that night as I didn’t slap him………… but at that point I walked away. I did agree to pass on my email so he could chat and practise his English (yeah right!!)
We did have some luck that night, he told us he was leaving as he had just finished his teaching degree and was going to travel to take up his new position, as a teacher in the city of Van in the very east of Turkey.
Thinking that would let us finish our our holiday in peace.
I found I was so wrong, so very very wrong……………………
I should mention I did give him my number as well, I am soft touch all right or maybe my sub conscience was working for me who knows!
But he texted me while I was still in Turkey, saying the normal stuff, I like you blah blah I answered saying I wasn’t interested but happy to be friends and help him with his English.
When I got home, it was like I had a long distance stalker, he would email me and eventually persuaded me to chat on MSN (now dead and gone)
I did enjoy our chats and getting pictures of his first day at school and getting to know him but still I wasn’t interested in a relationship with him.
He would say things like send me a kiss or your my girlfriend why you going out etc I got fed up I told him to take a hike and leave me alone, blocked his emails and ignored his texts and calls.
But he made up a new email pretending to be someone I knew and I had to block that one and whenever I got drunk I would call him, what was I doing!!
This went on for a full year, he told me he would be waiting all summer till I arrived as he knew I would I would come on holiday but not when. I told him if he came near me I would call the Jandarma!!
Well we arrived and like a bad smell there he was grrrr, I told him I would call the Jandarma if he didn’t stay stay away.
Well fate had it in for me again didn’t she, she couldn’t just stay out of it!!
It seemed death was to bring us together for second time……………
My Mum called me to say my little cat had been run over and died, I was off course very upset and my Mum more so as she was looking after him while I was away.
So I did what was best to do in these circumstances, my friend and I went out on a serious mission that night to get proper drunk.
By this point my husband had given up, he had decided he would move on from this crazy Scottish girl he had invested all his time in and find someone a little easier to deal with.
What did I go and do I drunk texted him and he turned up at the little bar we were hiding in away from him!!
And so the night went on and it was time for home, we staggered home with our escort of my husband and his friend, my friend went into the house while I spoke with my husband. I said good night, went to open the door and my friend had locked it…….. I was locked out, I couldn’t get her up without waking the whole neighbourhood and my phone had just ran out of battery.
I had no idea what to do, so I went running after my husband and explained the situation and we spent the night sitting on a bench at the beach talking and had an early breakfast at the bakery until my friend woke up and noticed I was gone and let me back in again.
Well from that night onwards in 2007 we were an item. A few days later I found myself sitting on a bus bound for his parents home to meet the family!! I had gone from not wanting nothing to do with him to meeting the parents in only a few days. It was wrecking meeting them all but luckily they liked me and as they say the rest was history.
My husband told me that from the moment he met me he knew he would marry me, that he wanted the picnic so he could talk to me the silly questions he was asking was so he could talk to me. I have no idea really if I did like him from the start or not, I think somehow I did and the year we spent talking was a great way to start our relationship.
As my husband often says if the fire was quick to burn it would have burned out quickly, but because our fire was slow to burn it will burn for a long time.
I am forever grateful that he never gave up on me, I would have missed out on finding the love of my life and I am so happy we will be celebrating our 5th Wedding Anniversary and 8 years together.
How did you meet your Partner I would love to hear your story?
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