We stroll around Beyoglü in the cool morning. Cats and kittens everywhere.
If we come back, we will stay here.
The idea of coming back is exciting in this moment, but I know when we plan our next trip, there will be so many places not discovered that we will want to visit.
Maybe we will get back to Türkiye, maybe not.
This trip is at an end, like my MacBook, which has stopped working.
We catch another taxi to to Sabiha Gökçen Airport. Prepared this time, we hold firm on the Uber quote and don’t get burnt too badly.
Shell gets us better seats at check in.
It is a good sign that you are excited, or at least not dreading, arriving home.
Dubai has surprised us in many different ways, but a few months in, we are loving our lives here.
Dubai feels like home, for now.
“To feel one’s attachment to a certain region, one’s love for a certain group of men, to know that there is always a spot where one’s heart will feel at peace – these are many certainties for a single human life. And yet this is not enough. But at certain moments everything yearns for that spiritual home. ‘Yes, we must go back there – there, indeed.”
Albert Camus