Yes, I am now back in England.
Berkay and his friends took me to the airport on Thursday night and after a lot of tears, I got on the plane that bought me back to London Stansted at 5am Friday morning.
It was no doubt the hardest thing I’ve ever done, packing up my house was so sad, it was like I was removing all traces of myself from my home. Then it was time to say goodbye to my dog, Boncuk, and that’s when the tears really started. I went and gave her a big hug and kiss and I’m sure she could tell I was sad, instead of jumping up at me with a wagging tail as normal, she just jumped up and stood there, they do say animals can sense things… I hope she doesn’t forget me.
Next was the awful 45 minute car journey, we were both pretty much in tears the whole time. When we got to Dalaman airport we queued up together to check in, I am certain everyone else in the queue overhearing us must have just thought it was a typical holiday romance, English girl, Turkish boy, tears at the airport.. I was tempted to flash my residency permit in front of them and convince them otherwise, but was really too upset to be that bothered what they thought anyway.
An hour or so later, 2 hours before my flight left, we said our final goodbyes, hugged, kissed and shared plenty more tears. In the end I just had to go. I walked through security and passport control, looking back all the time and waving at him. The next 2 hours sitting alone in the food court was hell, thank God they had free wi-fi so I could distract myself with Facebook. I can’t even tell you how tempted I was to call Berkay and tell him to come back and get me and just not get on the flight…
Taking off was sad too, watching everything I love getting further and further away as we flew higher and higher. It was sad. But now it’s done. I’m back. Miles away from my home. My family are doing all they can to make we welcome, but the fact remains that my home is not here. I’m almost certain that instead of trying to get Berkay a visa, we’ll just settle in Turkey once I’ve worked and saved here for a few years. It’s going to take some adjusting living back here. We went to Asda today, it was so weird walking around and not seeing Turkish foods, not buying kilograms of fruit and vegetables. It was overwhelming and strange. On the plus side, I stocked up on pickled onion crisps and oreos.
Berkay is still telling to go back everytime we speak on FaceTime, he found a flight for £35 in a few weeks and is telling me to book it. I wish I could. ):
I will still be updating this blog, I’m unsure what about, but I do have a few posts about Bodrum planned and am open to suggestions about anything else you want to see. (:
Thinking of you danni, I really feel for you 😦 you are such a strong brave girl, try and keep busy to take your mind off things. Hopefully you will be back home before you know it xx
Thanks Gem! x
I think you should book that flight and go home. But you knew I would say that didn’t you? xxxx
Haha, Yes, I’m still tempted but who knows.. xx
I wish it was easier for vabancis (if that is how it is spelt!!) to get work here!! You are lucky to have met a lovely man. I hope everything works out for you. I have loved reading your blogs! I wish you both all the good luck that comes your way. Hopefully you will be back here soon. xx
Thank you for reading and commenting xx
It is going to be so difficult for you to settle back in the UK. I hope some miracle happens, like a lottery win!!
Take care Danni and I really hope you will be reunited with Berkay and Boncuk very soon.XXX
I think you should book your flight and go home….I kind of went through the same situation, but a bit different and glad I did because we are still together with my Turkish husband going on 26 years in a few months.
Good Luck and I’ll be following your Blog…
Thank you xx
You poor thing. I really hope you can find a job quickly & start saving for your return. Thank goodness for skype & the internet in the meantime.
Yes , thank goodness for skype and facetime! x
Feel for you … Enjoyed reading your blog and your right it’s not home .. Home is we’re the hart is good luck and I wish you all the best x
Thanks, It still doesn’t feel like home, feels like im on holiday in England 😦 boo xx
once again good luck for one so young you are so sensible you are an example of everything that is right in our young people and the system that block,s you is everything that is wrong.
Keep on blogging it may help you in the coming months and i,m sure i speak for us all on here we want to know how your doing once again good luck
Thanks as always Arthur 🙂 xx
I wish you could just return to Turkey and manage financially. They say money doesn’t buy happiness but it sure helps. I love reading about your life and if I win the lottery you’ll be back where you belong xx
Definitely helps! Thank you.. maybe I should start playing haha xx
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