Saturday, August 26, 2017

family

We arrived around 2am.  Our trip had gone well after the opening scene of terrible smells.  Tolga stopped at the gas station and bought some cologne - the Turkish solution for everything, a lemon alcohol spritzer used to wash your hands, clean cuts, stop stains, freshen up your skin or a whole room.

In the morning we had a late breakfast and went to Hakan's hotel.  He, his wife, and two kids were staying there and planned on flying out at 2 in the morning of this night.  Their youngest was sick - throwing up and may need "serum" they had informed us.
There. always. is. drama. here.
They had taken Bartu to the hotel doctor, which turned out to be our beach friends - he was filling in for the day and when Hakan came in, he told Hakan he knew his name, his abi, his father, our summer home - taking Hakan by surprise that he knew so much before even treating Bartu.

We came to the hotel to visit and spend the day with them in spite of Bartu being ill - whether it meant going to the hospital, waterslides, swimming, or sitting. - the point was family.  I went to the hotel room to sit with Yesim, my sister-in-law,  while Teoman and his cousin Batuhan played, and the three brothers: Gokhan, Hakan, and Tolga hung out watching them.  Bartu hadn't thrown up again and was about to sleep, so they held off on going to the hospital.  Tuana was sleeping but woke up right away.  Later we joined the boys to eat, they went out on the boat, we met the owner of the hotel, and took the kids on some waterslides.

In the evening - we had planned on a barbecue together - but instead we dropped Hakan and family off at the hospital for their serum before their flight.  Batuhan came and played with Teoman and Tomris - Hakan followed to take our car, pack their suitcases, and bring them to out our house again.  They came at around 11pm, but had to turn around and leave right away for their flight.  Bartu threw up in the house, mostly water.

Tolga brought them to the airport - they were upset that we had come to the hotel, hadn't visited with Bartu, were laughing - it was so much drama.  And Tolga came back at 3am.

so. much. drama.

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