Being back in Scotland is great, seeing friends and family and being around things that are more familiar and it has also made me realise that I do miss my home and life in Turkey and I just had to write an article on things I miss and find odd about being back home so here they are:
Not taking your shoes off at the door, I now find it very strange being in the home with my shoes on, its not so bad in my own home as I take them off when I come in, but when I go into a friends house I find myself itching to take my shoes off.
People queuing and not trying to barge in front of you and waiting their turn is certainly a nice change, from having to hold your ground and give the evil eye to anyone who thinks they can jump in front just because they have one item or think because they are older they can get in front of you.
Child friendly nearly every where, people in the UK seemed to be very anti kids, this may just be my perception but in Turkey you don’t need to look for a “child friendly” restaurant or child friendly places to go that don’t cost a fortune.
Dolmus, I miss the dolmus when I am home to jump on and off and don’t cost you a fortune to use. If I want to get out of my town via a bus I have to wait for ages and it costs me a small fortune to use, thank goodness we have a car.
The Markets, now I know in England there are markets but in Scotland we don’t have them or if we do they are farmers Markets and you need a bank loan just to shop at them. I miss the lovely fresh fruit and veg you get and just the fun of being at Market and meeting the neighbours for a chat.
I also miss the sounds of my street, the Eskici shouting for all the scrap and then the fruit and veg sellers and household goods sellers, along with the noise of the kids playing in the streets in the evening and the tinkling of the tea spoons against the tea glasses.
Scotland will always be my homeland, but Turkey is also now very much my home and I really do look forward to getting back home. I also have a better appreciation of all the little things that make up life in Turkey. And the last but certainly not least I also miss my Hubby, I missthe sound of the door bell when he comes home from work and my little boy saying ‘Hi’ as he walks in the door.
What do you miss about Turkey when you go back home?
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