I am by no-means putting the blame on my parents for this one - it goes both ways. Maybe it is because I am an only child but I always feel as though I have to please them, make them proud, take their advice and do what they say. Even though I live on the other side of the world, I still feel this need to please.
But last week saw an interesting change of events, J and I went on our first holiday as a couple with my mum and step-dad. We met in Istanbul, Turkey for a week long sightseeing and cultural adventure and we had an amazing time. In fact it was almost like role reversal. I was the one who did all the planning and J and I dictated what we did and where we ate and they tagged along like good little children :) During the holiday we felt like equals, adults enjoying shared experiences, and it was really nice.
We went to bazaars and spice markets, harams and hammans, mosques and palaces and everywhere in between. A highlight was our trip to Gallipoli - it was amazing and emotional at the same time, seeing where one of Australia's most infamous battles took place. The food wasn't quite as good as I expected, but I at least got my lamb fix which I have been really missing since leaving Australia in the form of five lamb kebabs in six days (not a bad effort...)
Thanks J, Mum and Philly for a great holiday - even the 16 hour ordeal for a 2.5 hour flight and lost baggage courtesy of Turkish Airlines couldn't ruin it.
L-R: Haigia Sophia, Topkapi Palace, Pierre Loti and ANZAC Cove
Lone Pine and the quiet streets of Istanbul during prayer time
Spice markets and the Yerebatan underground cisterns
Sulevmaniye Mosque and Sultanahmet (Blue Mosque)
Topkapi Palace Haram