Growing up in a very small family we did not have the social interaction that I have now in Turkey. There was just me, my brother, my Mum and Dad. Just the four of us. On occasion we socialised with our neighbours or with a few close family friends but the constant of social activity just did not exist in my world. Even as an adult I still lived by that creed. I would socialise with my family, my neighbours or a few close family friends.
Now I find myself in what could possibly be described as a nightmare. A never ending party. Do not get me wrong – I love a good party. I love a night out. I love going to my friend’s house or to a neighbour’s house for dinner but I also need time for me. Oh and I need to sleep too.
No one ever seems to sleep here. They are up at the crack of dawn (which suits me as I am usually up very early too – residual from my time working in a law firm) but as I get up early I like to retire early. I like to watch a show, read a good book and then lights out by 10. Some would call me “dull”. I call myself “sensible”. Your body needs a good 8 hours sleep after all.
With Seker Bayrami in full swing the last few days has been filled with social activity. I have been to parties, visiting family, visiting friends, visiting cemeteries. I have been to BBQ’s. I have been to the beach. Two restaurants and even a club. I find myself going out for ice cream each night (but not before midnight) and I have not gone to bed before 3 or 4 am.
This is not me. I don’t know who this is but it is definitely not me. I am shattered. Dog tired. I need some quiet time and I look around me at these happy, smiling faces and ask myself, “How on earth do these people keep doing this day after day after day?” In particular the kids. None of them go to bed before midnight. Young or old they all stay up until whenever and run around in the darkness. Daughter looks like hell. Honestly. Her and her cousins stay up all night watching movies, giggling and gossiping. She just left now on her bike to go to a friend’s house. She was in tears. She was Miss Cranky Pants. She will not admit to being tired but she is. She stubbornly won’t listen to me or to The Turk and she pushes herself to keep up with everyone but I can see the outcome. She is going to crash and burn. Probably soon and I don’t think I want to be around when Daughter has her meltdown.
I can hear The Turk talking with his sister downstairs. They want to walk to their Aunt’s house for cay. Yes! Go. Take your time. Stay all afternoon if you like for I am going to sleep.
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Oh, I’d find that very difficult. Will it end soon?
Seker Bayram has now ended but I am pretty sure the party will go on forever lol!
Only down the road from you and having different yet similar experiences. Similar in that the kids are worn out and cranky. We doing deals that if they want to stay up late they have to have a nap. The eldest is finding this hard. As for the partying, his family are not party people but it seems that now bay ram is over it’s all woohoo! let’s have a wedding from the neighbours. Last night I think they were attempting to either shatter everyone’s windows with their PA system or at least remind us what a minor earthquake feels like.
Yes! What is it with the music at weddings??? I have been to concerts with lower decibels!
I suggested to Daughter just now to have a nap before tonight but she merely rolled her eyes at me and told me I was being ‘stupid’. We’ll see who is stupid at midnight I think.
I’m exhausted just reading all that you have to do.
I hope you had a long “me time” while The Turk and sister were gone!
I did the washing. Quite sad when you think about it.
I can identify with this! That’s all I’m gonna say lol.
That party atmosphere sounds crazy. 😀 I hope you get some rest soon.
And I’ve done Carnivale in Rio, this is more intense lol!
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