Hello, it’s me, Janey … in Mersin (in case you forgot). I know I’ve said this in the past but my life has definitely been really busy over these few months. Some days are out of my control and by the time that I get home I’m usually exhausted. It takes all my effort to pour that first glass of wine. The second and third glasses do come a lot easier.
In all honesty, I haven’t felt particularly motivated to write. Mersin has its moments but they are nothing new. I’ve written about them before. Roosters crowing? Wrote it. The Turk fighting? Done it. Random family members doing random crazy shit? All over it! I have done a little more travelling, went to a wedding or nine and maybe I will post a few blogs in the coming weeks but unless aliens land here in the village there won’t be an awful lot to write.
Daughter and I were away for two months, spending quality time in Australia and a naughty side trip to Bali. It was definitely good to get back to Australia and spend time with our Aussie family and friends. I even had the opportunity to catch up with some school friends which was fabulous. I will miss my 30 year high school reunion later this year (although do I really want to catch up with most of them? Nope. I had my core group and I loved them. The rest can go and jump in the lake). And it was definitely great to eat bacon. Man, I love me some bacon. Yes, I know you know that but I just needed to reiterate it one final time – I love bacon.
Even though I was away I had some pretty remarkable hits on the page mind you. It looks like Mersin is slowly being considered a tourist destination in its own right (I know I’m as shocked as you are). The Turk suggested to me that perhaps I was being stalked but I’m not sure why anyone would want to stalk me, because as fascinating as I believe I am my life here in the Village is truly dull and exceedingly uninteresting. And before you laugh it has happened before people turning up on our doorstep having tracked me down. No! I swear it’s true! But that’s okay, as long as they’re not Ted Bundy or that Manson fellow … or maybe IS.
Summer is definitely here and Mersin is feeling like Satan’s asshole right now. Coming from a very pleasant Sydney winter (with its average temperatures of 22-24) I’m a little jealous of my friends up in the mountains with their mountain breezes although the two times I have been up to visit since my return it’s been 30 degrees both days. Not so cool (although it was probably mid-40’s back in the village). Socially here in Mersin, many of the expats and locals disappear for summer. Like me, the expats go and visit their homeland and the locals get the hell out of Dodge because it’s just so freaking steamy as feck. A few of the expats have moved on to new cities and countries but when one goes another usually arrives although sometimes this can be more drama than it’s worth.
Socially here in Mersin, many of the expats and locals disappear for summer. Like me, the expats go and visit their homeland and the locals get the hell out of Dodge because it’s just so freaking steamy as feck. A few of the expats have moved on to new cities and countries but when one goes another usually arrives although sometimes this can be more drama than it’s worth.
Oh, and I’ve finished the first draft of my novel (which takes up an extraordinary amount of time). Set in Turkey, it’s kinda sexy (I was told to reel it back somewhat or it’s going to get awfully ‘Grey’). It has been read by a few trusted friends and I got some pretty realistic feedback so on their recommendation I’ve sent it off for an edit. We’ll see where this goes.
So, keep an eye out for some new material in the coming weeks. I will be in touch and remember to message me on my FB page (here) if you want or need to make contact.
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