Must be time to come home...

... as the thought of another doner kebab, borek or manti (ravioli) is leaving me a bit lack-lustre (and McDonalds is starting to look really appealing as a mainstream diet). 

Still,  its been a trip and a half, and now I am truly exhausted. No more call to prayers to tell the time; no more giving way to motorbikes on the sidewalk like they are pedestrians; no more Bospherous-watching from the window (my new form of meditation). I will certainly miss the vibrancy of the streets at night, but not perhaps the constant horns.

It feels like I have been away forever, and not at all. It will probably take a while to sink in (isn't that what the 20+ hour flight is for?).  And dont even mention coming back to winter!.  Thanks for coming on this adventure with me. Its my last post for this trip. A little sad but happy to be catching up with y'all soon!  So its 'Gule Gule' Turkey... its been a blast, though I may never eat Turkish Delight again -- who knew the 1 kilo bag wasn't a good idea? It did make it across 2 continents though--  xx Bec