She loves me.
She literally came all the way across the world to be with me.
We spent the day having pita breads and ice cream and walking around the city. Then we had pizza and then we had chocolate calzones and then we have more pizza. Then we had Ben and Jerry’s. Now we having chocolate.
She has soothed my anxiety so much today…
I feel alone.
There are voices in my head telling me that I can’t do it. I can’t conquer this journey on my own. That I have to go home. That it is impossible.
Ok so C is slightly agitated because I won’t let him even touch me, literally all we do is kiss.
I have made it quite clear that I am not going to sleep with him. So I have been told I can’t sleep in his bed anymore hahaha. This is hilarious. He also all of a sudden doesn’t want to go camping with me anymore. Strange.
So this morning I left early and I went exploring around and spent some time on the beach reading and writing and drinking tea.
I have a little bit of anxiety.
My throat is sore and I have a cold. When I get sick I get really sad and really down.
Skyped with Andrew this evening for two hours, it was lovely.
Maybe it’s because I am sick or maybe it’s because I am now in Israel and I was expecting to have an epiphany and I haven’t that I’m feeling incredibly anxious and sad.
Last night I kissed the Boy from Canada, and shared his bed. No I didn’t sleep with him. We only kissed.
Usually I would be more open to this but I am feeling incredibly reserved which made me realized I have fallen for Andrew.
So C (guy from Canada) took me out to breakfast as I had no money haha and then we went for a lovely long walk on the beach. We kissed and we held hands. It was incredible.
He is really lovely and we get along well, much like old friends, like we have known each other in past lives or a parallel universe.
Around 4pm a miracle happened!
The taxi driver from the previous night rocked up at reception with my purse! And my passport!
I am so relieved.
I have the flu which isn’t ideal. So I am going to bed at 7pm!
How could I forget.
In Istanbul I got my tattoo.
Eating disorder recovery symbol.
I love it!
Off to Israel.
I’m on the plane and I miss Istanbul already. I have never had such fun in my life as the past three days!
Arrive in Tel Aviv. Israel boarder control is insane. I have never been asked so many questions in my life. They completely and utterly treat you like a terrorist as you enter that airport haha.
Hop the train Into the centre of town, walk around searching for a cab and I am drowning Under my luggage! Backpack on my back, sleeping bag under my left arm as it fell off my bag and my carry on luggage on my right arm. I am a pack donkey.
Hola a cab! The traffic is madness. ‘Come on! It’s Tel Aviv, it’s alive’ exclaims the taxi driver. His name is Arie and I have never met a man so passionate about his city.
I can’t pay.
I can’t find my purse and I can’t find my passport. This is typical me. Thank god, Arie lets me pay with Uber. Thank god for Uber.
Arrive at my hostel. The good souls take me in, I can spend the night for free and they invite me on the pub crawl!
Hello Tel Aviv, I have no identification. Who am I? I’m an immigrant and I’m getting drunk with a bunch of expats and chatting up a storm with a cute Canadian boy!
Skype with Andrew, I miss him!
Let’s go bar hopping!
These beautiful ceramic handpainted balls bring happiness! I bought three, I love them!
For possibly the first time in all the chapters in my blog, a Part actually ended well and a new one is starting on a high!
To be honest. I can hardly write, I have been struggling to journal because no words can describe the experience and the joy right now!
The sun is out, saw the Hagia Sophia and the blue mosque! It was incredible! Walked around and explored. Met a lovely Muslim man who’s name I cannot remember, and he gave me a little bit of a tour. I bought gifts and I bought a carpet- yes Danielle bought a carpet in Turkey and will be traveling with it in her backpack around Israel – I know, I’m ridiculous!
Most little shops are family owned, they are so quaint, as you enter they offer you tea and coffee. The most delicious apple tea of my life.
Met another Turkish man by the name of Ilan and he was lovely! We had Turkish coffee and some traditional lunch, and I of course cannot remember what it was called!
It’s so magical here, I constantly walk around smiling from ear to ear looking like a fool 😁
Touch down in Istanbul, feeling a little bit nervous, not much English is spoken!
Finally figure out however that the Havvatas bus is the best bet to Taksim square so I catch that for 11 Lira!
Arrive at Taksim and it’s snowing and I have never seen snow – yup, at the age of 26, I have never seen snow!
Instanbul is incredible, it’s magical and it’s alive! I am so excited I can hardly contain myself!
Just walked around the streets, soaking it all in, full of snow, drenched from the snow!
It’s fast paced, people drive like complete idiots, Turkish bitter banter in the street. Everyone has their hands in mittens and they cover their heads in scarves and beanies and berets and hats.
I eat copious amounts of baklava and Ed is silent.
I am content