No, we are not sick of traveling. No, we are not sick of each other. No, we aren't anxious to get home. We are afraid of going back.
Travel is about exuberance. A day you planned to do nothing more than go to a different part of Istanbul for lunch turns into a Turkish feast so good you can barely contain your excitement. We sat in an outdoor cafe, with men smoking hookahs across from us. Afterward, Geoff got a haircut including his nose and ear hair waxed off.
It was exuberating just getting to lunch. We rode on top of a new, sleek ferry to a part of Istanbul that is the most geographically western city in Asia. We crossed from Europe to Asia in 30 minutes. It was fun. It was all a blast, like nothing we have ever done before. And that's a problem. We are afraid to come home. We know deep down inside we can't just travel around the world with no other purpose than having a blast all the time. But everyday life at home is so boring. Filled with the same old, same old stuff. We are afraid we have taken nothing from this time to help us to lead more meaningful and peaceful lives once we get back to paradise in Montecito. Plus, we will have three month’s worth of mail to sort through.
No, we are not sick of traveling. No, we are not sick of each other. No, we aren't anxious to get home. We are afraid of going home.
Geoff got a haircut including his nose and ear hair waxed off.
Travel is about exuberance. A day you planned to do nothing more than go to a different part of Istanbul for lunch turns into a Turkish feast so good you can barely contain your excitement. We sat in an outdoor cafe, with men smoking hookahs across from us. Afterwards,
Lunch spot, Asia side of Istanbul.
Lunch spot, Asia side of Istanbul.
It was exuberating just getting to lunch. We rode on top of a new, sleek ferry to a part of Istabul that is the most geographically western city in Asia. We crossed from Europe to Asia in 30 minutes on this ferry. It was fun. It was all a blast, like nothing we have ever done before. And that's a problem. We are afraid to come home. We know deep down inside we can't just travel around the world with no other purpose than having a blast all the time. But everyday life at home is so boring. Filled with the same old, same old..... stuff. We are afraid we have taken nothing from this time to help us to lead more meaningful and peaceful lives once we get back to paradise in Montecito. Plus, we will have three months worth of mail to sort through.
Ferry ride, extra credit for those correctly identify the equation.
To recap the second third of our three month sabbatical, here are a few collages I have put together with Pic Stitch. Pic Stitch is a serious addiction I have developed since on this trip. I love creating these collages on my iPad and it seems so much easier to post the collages than to write about the impact they have on your life. So here they are, a little more on Turkey, Pic Stitch style.
Topkapi Palace.
Air travel in Turkey.
Tile work in Palace.