The whole idea of creating a blog for my trip was because I know how bad my memory is. I thought if I don’t write about something every day, the month will fly by, I’ll be home, and I will forget lots of little details about my trip.
So, I’ve been doing pretty good – almost every day: uploading the photos from the day from my camera, and writing a brief summary of the day’s events.
Yesterday, I left my camera at home.
Last night when we got home about 11:00, we visited for an hour or two and then went to bed (after skyping with Henry!).
This morning I am hard-pressed to remember what we did yesterday.
And I’m sitting here thinking, “I don’t need to write about the mundane things; fixing a late breakfast, lazing around in the cool apartment because of the stifling heat beyond our windows, watching the newscast about the events happening in Gezi Park and Taksim Square, taking a long walk on the banks of the Golden Horn…”
What did we actually do? This is Istanbul, after all!
Now, it occurs to me – maybe that is what I need to write about now! The first 2-3 weeks here have been a whirlwind of activities – big stuff – world-famous sites and attractions, new foods, new culture, new everything. Now, as we wind down into the last couple of weeks in Istanbul, there will be less of the exotic, more of the everyday. That’s what I will want to remember – how the streets look, how the people live, what the smells are like –
Those are the things that I will most likely forget – the little things. That’s what I need to be writing at the end of each day.