This was the longest day of my life. I spent the 24 hours having fun, sleeping in an airplane, sleeping in a lobby, enjoying life, breathing the fresh air, eating fish , walking for a long distance, and more and more!
Istanbul is a nice city, it has the... I don't know how I should describe this city. I've discovered a lot of things in Istanbul today. I went to a lot of places, and I had a little time to read some of Paulo Coelho's Aleph. I want to find myself in this trip, I want to breath like I've never breathed before. I want to live like I've never lived before. Oh Allah help me, I've got a lot to write, but that's okay, because I want you to picture everything the way I pictured it.
To make things easier for you and me, I'll start from the beginning of the day. I woke up at Thursday, June 14th 2012, 12:12 pm. I had a mixture of different emotions. I couldn't feel the happiness, but I was sure that a miracle is going to happen in these two weeks.
As usual I woke up, went to the bathroom, walked in the house without knowing to do or where to go, and then sat in the living room and watched mbc 3 with my little brother. My mom was busy packing everything. My sisters were also packing their heavy, big bags. and my brothers were as usual ''screaming''.
The time was running too fast until it was 3:00 pm. I decided to take a hot shower, and just forget about the pain that I'll be struggling in the airport. The drops of the hot, refreshing water were going inside of my ear. I wanted to listen to the sound of water and nothing else.
Istanbul is a nice city, it has the... I don't know how I should describe this city. I've discovered a lot of things in Istanbul today. I went to a lot of places, and I had a little time to read some of Paulo Coelho's Aleph. I want to find myself in this trip, I want to breath like I've never breathed before. I want to live like I've never lived before. Oh Allah help me, I've got a lot to write, but that's okay, because I want you to picture everything the way I pictured it.
To make things easier for you and me, I'll start from the beginning of the day. I woke up at Thursday, June 14th 2012, 12:12 pm. I had a mixture of different emotions. I couldn't feel the happiness, but I was sure that a miracle is going to happen in these two weeks.
As usual I woke up, went to the bathroom, walked in the house without knowing to do or where to go, and then sat in the living room and watched mbc 3 with my little brother. My mom was busy packing everything. My sisters were also packing their heavy, big bags. and my brothers were as usual ''screaming''.
The time was running too fast until it was 3:00 pm. I decided to take a hot shower, and just forget about the pain that I'll be struggling in the airport. The drops of the hot, refreshing water were going inside of my ear. I wanted to listen to the sound of water and nothing else.
We were in the car ready to go by 6 o'clock. Me, and my sisters were sitting in the back chatting. No, actually that's not true, each one of us was listening to a different type of music in her mobile. My dad said that we'll be going to my aunt's house to waste some time, because our flight was at 1:55 am!
We arrived to Dammam at 8:06 pm! The driver was driving too slow, he wanted to show my dad that he's as polite as a little angel. My aunt prepared the most amazing meal, and I was so happy to finally see the food and sit in a proper chair.
We all know that women love to talk, and talk, and talk when they get together. So everyone was talking in a different subject. After talking about the wars, bags, and who died and lived, my aunt said that we have to start eating. -I really don't think that you'll be interested in knowing about all the details of my aunt's house, so I'll just skip it-.
''Welcome to king Fahad International Airport!" Yea, (welcome)... When I stepped outside the car, I knew that I want to make a difference in myself.
The airport part is so boring, long, and hot. We saw a lot of boys wearing the same clothes, I felt curious and asked the guy who was doing the passports about them. He said that they are a football team who will go to Barcelona to do something important there. I honestly wanted to go with them, but maybe next year, huh?
The airplane was the worst thing ever! The air conditioner was barley working. The t.v wasn't working at all. The food smelled and tasted like airplanes food. I wanted those 3 and a half hours to pass quickly, but that's time, we can't change it.
We arrived to Dammam at 8:06 pm! The driver was driving too slow, he wanted to show my dad that he's as polite as a little angel. My aunt prepared the most amazing meal, and I was so happy to finally see the food and sit in a proper chair.
We all know that women love to talk, and talk, and talk when they get together. So everyone was talking in a different subject. After talking about the wars, bags, and who died and lived, my aunt said that we have to start eating. -I really don't think that you'll be interested in knowing about all the details of my aunt's house, so I'll just skip it-.
''Welcome to king Fahad International Airport!" Yea, (welcome)... When I stepped outside the car, I knew that I want to make a difference in myself.
The airport part is so boring, long, and hot. We saw a lot of boys wearing the same clothes, I felt curious and asked the guy who was doing the passports about them. He said that they are a football team who will go to Barcelona to do something important there. I honestly wanted to go with them, but maybe next year, huh?
The airplane was the worst thing ever! The air conditioner was barley working. The t.v wasn't working at all. The food smelled and tasted like airplanes food. I wanted those 3 and a half hours to pass quickly, but that's time, we can't change it.
Oh Turkey! Thank you for having a nice airport! Finally we are here! We went to make ourselves a visa, let me be honest with you, they make the fastest visa on the planet. You don't have to wait for two weeks, or two months, just two minutes and they tell you ''Ahlan wa Sahlan".
We arrived to the hotel feeling very TIRED! Unfortunately there was a problem... We arrived at 6:00 am, or maybe 7:00 am, and the reception guy told us that we have to wait until 12:00, or 11:00, or maybe if they will not kill him 10:00. I was ready to kill myself! My dad was very angry, but then he realized that waiting will be just ''fine''. I think that we slept in the lobby for three hours, and then the ''nice'' reception guy who I want to kill, told us that we may go to our rooms.
YES! The room was big! I believe that there's a tradition that says "little sisters should sleep in the extra bed'', guess who's the little sister? It's me! I didn't have time to discuss the extra bed issue, I was ready to sleep on the floor.
After three hours in heaven, I heard a knock on the door. It was my dad informing us that we should leave in 15 minutes. Wait, was that real, yes it was.
Our driver ''Ahmed'' was already outside since we came from the airport. The poor thing thought that we'll go out as soon as we put our bags in the room.
We are staying in Taksim, I think that it's a good area.
Ahmed said that he will take us to The Coverd Bazaar. That place was so beautiful! It had so much life, so much colors, so much people. I was looking at everything in a weird way. In my head I wanted to remember this, but in my heart I wanted to enjoy this. We spent three hours there, and then we went to the ''ocean'' -I don't know how I should describe that place, sorry.- That place had the best smell in the world! It was a combination of fish, and water. The air was cold, but we didn't notice that because we were busy watching the spectacular view.
We arrived to the hotel feeling very TIRED! Unfortunately there was a problem... We arrived at 6:00 am, or maybe 7:00 am, and the reception guy told us that we have to wait until 12:00, or 11:00, or maybe if they will not kill him 10:00. I was ready to kill myself! My dad was very angry, but then he realized that waiting will be just ''fine''. I think that we slept in the lobby for three hours, and then the ''nice'' reception guy who I want to kill, told us that we may go to our rooms.
YES! The room was big! I believe that there's a tradition that says "little sisters should sleep in the extra bed'', guess who's the little sister? It's me! I didn't have time to discuss the extra bed issue, I was ready to sleep on the floor.
After three hours in heaven, I heard a knock on the door. It was my dad informing us that we should leave in 15 minutes. Wait, was that real, yes it was.
Our driver ''Ahmed'' was already outside since we came from the airport. The poor thing thought that we'll go out as soon as we put our bags in the room.
We are staying in Taksim, I think that it's a good area.
Ahmed said that he will take us to The Coverd Bazaar. That place was so beautiful! It had so much life, so much colors, so much people. I was looking at everything in a weird way. In my head I wanted to remember this, but in my heart I wanted to enjoy this. We spent three hours there, and then we went to the ''ocean'' -I don't know how I should describe that place, sorry.- That place had the best smell in the world! It was a combination of fish, and water. The air was cold, but we didn't notice that because we were busy watching the spectacular view.
We ate grilled fish beside the ''ocean'', but unfortunately it was filled with bones, so we switched our meal to grilled corn.
I don't think that you want to read every detail about today either. I'm not interested in writing everything because it's 1:53 am, and I've had only three hours of sleeping in these 24 hours.
You know what my friend? I'm happy, I know that I'm happy because I'm refusing to sleep and wanting to write this instead. I know that I'm happy because true happiness always comes from the inside. I learned that we have to understand ourselves. We have to live and have fun even if we had only three hours of sleeping. Live, just live and you'll see the results.
Saturday, June 16th, 2012, 1:58 am.
Istanbul 2012.
I don't think that you want to read every detail about today either. I'm not interested in writing everything because it's 1:53 am, and I've had only three hours of sleeping in these 24 hours.
You know what my friend? I'm happy, I know that I'm happy because I'm refusing to sleep and wanting to write this instead. I know that I'm happy because true happiness always comes from the inside. I learned that we have to understand ourselves. We have to live and have fun even if we had only three hours of sleeping. Live, just live and you'll see the results.
Saturday, June 16th, 2012, 1:58 am.
Istanbul 2012.
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