Well, I’ve survived a holiday with my mother.
Yes, there were some rocky moments in my travels around Turkey with my mom, but there were also some pleasant and even down-right fun moments. Here are the highlights:
- Sharing my love for street mussels in Istanbul with my mom. I’m proud of her for diving right into the mediye without any fear of getting sick. We ate a ton whenever we came across a vendor because we both knew the opportunity was running out with each passing day. And also because they were just so darn delicious!
- A Turkish boy kept asking me out and I kept saying no. When I told my mom what we had been talking about, she said, “Oh, it sounds like he wants to shake you.” I guess that’s what she’s calling it these days.
- Some silly Canadian woman asked if my mom and I were sisters. SISTERS! I was aghast with horror. My mom joyfully spent the rest of the day calling me “little sister.”
- My mom and I hitched a ride to Efes from our hotel in Selçuk with a guy on a motorbike. It was my mom’s first time on a motorbike and she was kind of freaking out. She held on so tight that he couldn’t even breathe. Before taking off, he said told her, “Don’t kill me!”
- I convinced my mother to get inside an ancient vase for a photo op. Just kidding. She didn’t physically climb into the vase, she just posed like she did.
- Penis talk in Cappadocia. Come on, you knew that was going to make the list!
© Connie Hum 2009