I finally went back to the US. It had been over two years since I had left, and frankly, I was a little nervous. What if I said things differently or spoke Turkish without thinking? I am happy to report that everything went very well on the outside, and all the weirdness was known only to myself.
“What weirdness” you might be wondering. Well, every time I went anywhere I had to stop myself from saying kolay gelsin (may your work come easy to you) or hoş bulduk (I am welcomed) when I was greeted. When in restaurants, or walking on the street, it was strange to have the people around me speaking English when I have been surrounded by Turkish for two years. I think it is a hard feeling to fully realize unless you live somewhere foreign. It was strange to drive again as well, but pretty much like riding a bike. You don’t really forget how to do it 
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I started my trip in WA. I arrived and headed for Taco Bell for some nachos and ROOT BEER! Man I love root beer and it is impossible to find. I sent the next few days visiting with my brother (who is so mature looking now, I can’t really describe it), my grandparents, mom, Bill, and the rest of my WA/OR family. We celebrated my grandpa’s 89th birthday too!
Stay tuned for more….
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- Siblings
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- Granny Goose
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- Mom and John
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- Grandpa
