Home again, home again jiggidy jig!

That title is a little reference to my mum

Any time we arrived home she always said this

And it had stuck through the generations

Random piece of information

As I type this 

I am sitting in Dublin airport

Waiting for my luggage

After a marathon journey so far

We still have three hours on a bus to look forward to

But I'm not complaining

I'm just glad to be on home turf 

I left myself in a bit of a pickle regarding my meds this week

I took another day off on Thursday

As I hadn't been well

A mixture of food not agreeing with me and dehydration I think

So I retired to the roof terrace of the hotel

And finished my book

I also went a bit over board on my meds

Leaving myself with no tablets

And less than two days methadone for the next 48hours

It always seems like such a good idea at the time

But I never fail to regret 

You would think I would learn.....

Anyway

Yesterday our bus to Izmir wasn't until 6pm

So we did some last minute sightseeing during the day 

Booked a late check out

And basically hung out in the hotel most of the day

My sister and I were so bored 

That I did her makeup for the trip

Complete with fire engine red lipstick

We also filled out the guest satisfaction form

And added illustrations for effect

I spent much of the day with the new born kittens in a cardboard box at the front of the hotel

Two tiny white ones

Their eyes not open yet

Only a few days old

And an older black kitten whose mother had abandoned it

That the newborns mother adopted

So I was out there yesterday with them

And the mother was no where to be seen

The babies were crying so hard for her

To the point that I was getting upset

I asked the hotel owner what we could do

And he said that his sister comes to feed them twice a day

And as luck would have it

She arrived there and then

And fed them with a tiny syringe

I felt a little better after that

And we jumped in to a taxi to Selcuk train station

And on to Izmir airport

The train came on time

But man alive getting on the train was an ordeal

Obviously 

It was the end of our holiday

And our bags were just that bit bigger and heavier than the way there

I scrambled to get on the train

Along with about 500 hundred other people 

I threw my case on first

And was in such a flurry

I missed the first step

And my leg went under the train

I panicked 

And called for my brother

He turned around and pulled my bag 

And me on to the train

Bad start to the journey

We arrived in Izmir an hour later for our flight to Istanbul

We had just checked in 

And were going to go through security

When it all kicked off

First I could hear a man raise his voice

It got louder and louder

All in Turkish

Suddenly he was shouting and gesticulating 

And getting extremely angry

The girl he was shouting at also raised her voice

And they were having a full scale argument

The man was then led away by security

It really unnerved me 

Suddenly

I became supper self conscious about myself 

And the meds in my bag

My letter from my doctor was in my check in bag

And inside I began to panic 

By now I was down to one days methadone 

Tablets long gone

I worried that if it was taken off me 

I would be up shit creek

Thankfully security went smoothly

My methadone safe in my bag

My next worry was when should I take it

I didn't want to take it to early 

Incase the plane was delayed or something happened

But I also could feel myself going in to withdrawal

So at 8pm

I took it

All I could do now was hope for the best

We arrived in Istanbul airport at about 11pm

Our flight to Dublin wasn't until 7 30am

So we had a long night in the terminal 

I managed to sleep though 

So it wasn't too bad 

Thank you God, Budda, Alla

Who ever it was

For giving us a safe and straightforward flight home

It couldn't have gone smoother 

And when we touched down in Dublin

I wanted to kiss the ground

Edit: Now waiting for bus home

We went through Dublin airport

On the way to collect our bags

We had to show our passports at customs

I was half asleep

And rooted in my bag for said passport

I pulled out what I thought was it

And got a hop when I looked at it 

And saw it was in fact a bright blue sanitary towel

Way to go Ruby!

I giggled nervously 

And quickly took it back 

All part of the fun of travelling

I can't tell you how good it is to be back

And to get home?

To see Honey and Lea?

I just know they are going to have kittens when they see us

I've missed them so much

So I'm off to get my bus home 

I'll leave you with some photos of the kitty cats from our hotel

See you next time.....