Tuesday 29 September 2015

The art of haggling and other stories....

As today is our last day in Istanbul
We devoted most of the day to shopping
Buying gifts and keepsakes for ourselves
First we headed to the spice market
Where we loaded up on different spices
We went to stall 51
Where Rick Stein went making his most recent cookery and travel show
For anyone that doesn't know
He is an English chef
Who made a show recently 
About cooking from Greece to Istanbul

Anyway
After taking many photos
See below
We braved the Grand Bizarre 
Which is the largest indoor market in the world
With 4000 shops
It employs 30,000 people
Thankfully it wasn't too busy today
We stocked up on gifts for family and friends
As well as a couple of things for ourselves
I bought Turkish slippers 
And a Turkish bathrobe
All for very little 
It was an amazing experience
Everywhere you go 
People are shouting at you
Asking where you are from
And do you want to buy what ever they are selling
As they will give you 'special price'
For 'special lady'
If you showed the slightest bit of interest in their wares
They literally pounce on you!

We had a very interesting experience in one of the many scarf shops
It was the first shop that we showed interest in 
There were two guys working there
I touched one of the scarves 
And he went in for the kill
He brought me in to the shop
Draped the scarf beautifully around me
I asked how much
He said 110 Turkish Lira
As I began to leave the shop
He knocked it down to 90
Then 80
I refused and said we would be back
And as we walked away
One of the guys followed us
And dropped his price to 70
At the end of the day we did go back
The same two guys gave us a great welcome
Brought us in to the shop
I wanted to buy one
Mum wanted to buy a couple 
And my brothers partner also wanted a couple
The two guys sat us down 
And displayed beautiful scarf after beautiful scarf
The guy dealing with us had quite good English
So we spoke in Irish amongst ourselves 
Which became very confusing indeed
Suddenly 
The guy asked us if we wanted apple tea
We said yes
He rang someone on his phone
Two minutes later someone arrived with a little wooden table
And erected it in the middle of the shop
Following that
A tray with six Apple teas
I swear it felt like we were in that shop forever
He said he would give us the four scarves for 270TL
So we agreed to that 
He packed them for us 
And we headed out
But just as we were leaving 
He called my mother back
And offered her one more scarf for 40 TL
So in all
We ended up with five scarves for 310 TL
And given they were cashmere
It was a bargain

Below are photos of the day
Hope you enjoy 
And you get to experience a little bit of Turkey...























Monday 28 September 2015

Last day in Istanbul

Today is our last day in Istanbul
Tomorrow we are flying to Ephesus
Today we are dedicating to shopping 
In the spice market
And the Grand Bizarre 
So that should be interesting
Part of me is sad that out holiday is nearing an end
But another part of me is super excited to go home
Especially to see Honey and Lea
As I have missed them so so much

Here in Istanbul
I've seen very few dogs
And the few I have seen have been panned out on the ground asleep
They don't look very well cared for
They are skinny and malnourished 
On the other hand 
There seems to be an endless amount of cats here
They are everywhere
And people seem to be really nice to the them
They feed them 
And don't shoo them away
They are pretty well looked after 

Yesterday
My sister and I went up to the main shopping street
And I found H&M
And Topshop
I decided I would go in to one rather than both
So I chose H&M
Where there was a sale on
I bought a top
And some lounge-y type pants
I've gone way over my budget
But isn't that what holidays are all about?

Anyway
Here's a few photos....













The scales are following me....

We were in our hotel room the other night
After a long day of walking around the city
Our room is small for three people 
There is a double bed
For my sister and mother
And a kind of loft bed for me
Up a little ladder
Even though the room is small
It is perfectly formed 
And they have made the best use of the space
There is plenty of storage
And that what we were looking at the other night
Opening all of the drawers and cupboards 
Having a good ol' mooch
When my sister shouted 
'Look at this'
She pulled what she had found from the drawer
And set it on the ground
Yes, you've guessed it
The dreaded scales
Cue menacing music
Don don doooooon.....

God dammit
Even on my bloody holidays
I can't get away from the scales
My sister stood on it first
And let out a shriek as she registered the number
I won't tell you what it was
As she might read this
And could possibly kill me
Even though I really wanted to stand on n it too
I resisted 
But just knowing it was there
Was driving me to distraction
I tried to forget about it
I really did 
But after having a shower that night
I pulled the scales out 
Tapped it to set it 
And gingerly stood on it
The flashed
It was in kilos
I registered the number
And stood off
I gave myself a minute to gauge my reaction
Waiting for onslaught of self hatred and misery
I haven't weighed myself in about 6 weeks
The number was high
There was no doubt about that
It was a number a was not comfortable with
But to my surprise
I stayed calm and relaxed
The number didn't effect me in the way that I thought it would
There have been times in the past
When I weighed myself 
And curled up in a ball
Naked
And weeping
There have been times when I saw the number
And literally had a physical reaction to it
But today?
Today I felt
Well
Nothing

This morning 
My mother and I went to the pharmacy
To pick up a couple of things
We were just waiting for the pharmacist 
When out of the corner of my eye
I saw another set of scales 
OMG
They are everywhere!
And they are out to get me!
I ventured closer to it
And wondered if anyone would protest if I stripped there and then
And stood on it 
I figured they would 
So instead
I stood on it fully clothed
Something I hate doing
Again
I registered the number
The same as the scales in our room 
And again
Felt nothing 

This is a new revelation
And one I'm not entirely comfortable with
Because it's different
It's new 
It's change
And as well all know 
ED girls do not do very well with change 

My body image is not great however
Taking photos here has been a bit of an ordeal
Eight out of ten times
I look at a photo 
And absolutely hate it
And take it again
Until I am happy 
Or at least semi happy with it
Take yesterday 
I know I posted quite a few photos
But they were the best of a bad lot
There were so many others taken that I just couldn't beat to post
Because my face looked fat
Or my arms looked fat
Or my toes looked fat
Or something looked fat
There were photos of me with horses
Photos of me beside the pond
Many photos of me with my family 
That I just could not post
Which is sad really
But I think most people want to present the best image of themself to the world
And I am no different 
The ones I posted yesterday
Just barely made it on to my blog
I still can't look at them
I just post them 
And forget about them

Apologies for not replying to comments while I am away
Normal service will resume when I return at the weekend 
Also I need to catch up on your blogs
So I will also do that when I get home
I hope you are all doing ok
I know our community spans the whole of the ED spectrum
Some of us are still struggling
Some of us are embarking on recovery
Some of us are somewhere in between 
Some of us are anorexic
Bulimic 
EDNOS
Or a mixture of all three
We are all struggling one way or another 
All fighting for a better life
For a brighter future
And we will get there
I have so much faith in every one you
I truly do
So please 
Today be kind to you
Be gentle to you
Because you are an important and valuable person 
To your family 
Your friends 
Your blogger family here
To us and them
You are precious
Don't ever forget that 




Sunday 27 September 2015

Sights and sounds of Turkey...

My oh my, we have been busy little bees today
We got an early start
And were out of the hotel
Washed, dressed and fed
Before 9am
We got the Tunel Funicular to the Kurokoy tram stop
And from there to Sultanahmet 
First stop was Topkapi Palace
Which was the former home of the sultans
Where we queued for an hour
But we did get to see an 86 carat diamond at the end of it
Was it worth the wait?
Mmmmm not quite sure

Next stop
Hagia Sophia
Which is one of the worlds greatest architectural monuments 
We wandered around for quite a while in there
It was so nice to go inside 
And feel the cool breeze
As the day was so very hot

We then went to the Basilica Cistern
Which is a vast underground water system
Built by the Romans in 532
It was really impressive
Below ground 
And held up by 336 columns
It was so dark
The only light from a few lamps
Lighting up the water
And the huge fish in there

Anyway 
Enough with the words
And on to the photos....





























Friday 25 September 2015

Day Off


I'm taking a day off today
As in not venturing out in to the city 
And retiring to the hotels roof top terrace 
To read and catch up on sleep
And generally do very little
The past few days have been so busy
I just need a day to catch up on myself
So I will be refreshed for the rest of the holiday 

I told my family they I was taking a day off
They expressed concern
That I would overtake my meds
And possibly OD
My sister actually used the word overdose
They said it was not like being at home
They it would be a huge deal if I got ill here
Or something happened with my meds 
There have been days when I took no meds this week
In an effort to stay awake 
And keep up with my family
So today I have more meds left than I need
This morning I decided to take one days methadone as normal
And two days tablets 
Not too much
But just enough to make me slightly sleepy
I know what you are thinking
I am in one of the most exciting cities in the world 
I shouldn't want to miss a thing
But I think it's fair enough to give myself one day off 
Isn't it?

Another thing about Turkey
Everybody smokes 
And I mean everybody 
Old 
Young 
Men 
Women
All religions 
All nationalities 
Even children 
I swear I saw a group of eight or nine year old kids all with cigarettes in their hands
Puffing away 
So I'm guessing that cigarettes are very cheap here
And also it just seems to be part of the culture
It's just what people do
It's the done thing 
But honestly
I haven't had a smoke craving yet
Like the ones I've had here 
I've literally been gasping for a cigarette
Even dreaming about the damn things
It just looks so relaxing
Having a smoke with a tea or coffee
Having one after a meal 
With a drink at night 
It just looks so tempting
But so far
I have resisted 
It seems that my second year smoke free is proving more difficult than the first
I guess during the first year
I was full of motivation and gusto
And now 
Well it's just becoming like hard work
Anyway 
The cravings go as quickly as they come 
I just need to ride it out

As I said in previous posts
The poverty of this country is very in your face
I went out for five minutes this morning
And was accosted no less than four times in those few minutes
Twice by children
And twice by girls
My sister and I were sitting having a quick coffee 
They come straight up to you with their hands out 
Literally begging
It's really difficult
Because part of you wants to give them something to help
But another part of you knows that If you do give them something 
They will see begging as a source of income 
And continue to do it
As wel as using their children
Which is blatant exploitation
I know when I was living in Dublin
There were a lot of homeless people on the streets
I knew if I gave money 
The majority would use it on drugs no or drugs 
So I used to give them food
At least then you know what you are giving 
Both parties win

I love being in a city
I love the hustle and bustle
The constant noise
And this city doesn't seem to sleep at all 
I live in the country
So this is a complete change of pace for me
But I love the extremes 
The silence to the noise 
It reminds me that there is a whole world beyond my four walls
A whole host of countries and cities who are as different as they are similar 
It also reminds me that I am but a mere speck on the canvas they is this earth
This life
I am not that important 
I'm just another person
Another body 
Trying to figure out this thing we call life 
And it reminds me that I am very lucky
To live in a county where men and women are treated equally
Most of the time 
A country where I can get a good education for next to nothing 
Where I can be free to be me 
Whoever that is
Gay 
Straight
Bisexual
Trans 
I have the freedom to do and say what I like 
When I like 
Where I have the comfort of being part of the middle class
Most of my problems are first world ones
And ones that can be solved 
I know I am blessed
In so many ways