Moving Day

...not for me, that is. But today was a sad day in spite of the fact that I did not pack up my bags and i rode back to the same place I came from. But that place will be different in many ways now. There's just something about goodbyes. I can't quite put my finger on it, but in spite of how I've seen that goodbye is not the end-- in spite of how so many of my friendships have stood up and seemed to say, 'what's an ocean and a few time zones? That's got nothing on our friendship'--in spite of that proof that God is big and His love is huge and has no borders , goodbyes are still and in some way will always be hard. It's like a rule of life or something. In spite of the fact that I've already left two vonage messages, two e-mails, a text, and a phone call...they're hard. (I'm smiling now...it's only been one day.) The wonders of modern technology. i love it. So, i miss you guys, i know you'll read this eventually...but the day did have some hilarious moments to it, that I think were just needed to lighten the mood a little bit. I'll share because well, that's just what I do on this blog. I'm so sorry to rat you guys out, but the story is just made more humorous when you understand quite how many bags there were. The pictures can't lie. I'm not saying that I would have had any less...(we all know I would not have.)

This is the general scene of what we have to work with when we pull up to the dock. The van is ours on the left, she was loaded to the max and we were low riding on the way, but here she is unloaded...all this is going to make a new house a home...(all 3 carts of luggage)
The big boat on the left (not the one with the buoys, she would not have been able to stay afloat) is the boat that took them to their new home. Looks kind of like a big speedboat. At some point maybe I'll ride that one for a visit.
This was the moving committee, minus one their finest members (me). They look so happy. This was before each of them lost their loads on the way to check in and random Turks had to help them reload. We might have caused a scene...once or twice or more.
Here we are. This is my general goodbye look. It's makeup free. What can i say, I'm an emotional girl. Katie still looks great, of course.
This was not one of our carts, but there was a moment of panic when we got to the dock and realized we had forgotten one thing...corn oil. Apparently, whoever this cart belongs to is going to be prepared in case they need to fry some fish on the boat mid-trip. Only the essentials.

Here we are in action and hard at work, I promise there's more than pillows under there.

So, on our way home, I decided that we needed to eat American fast food. It was what i 'needed', so i think I put it. So, we kept having to roll our windows down and and laugh at each other as the guys practiced in their best Turkish accent asking where the 'Buurgeyr King' was. No one knew Burger King. Only Buurgeyr King. At one point, we stopped to ask and the people we asked told us in perfect Turkish, 'we don't know we're foreigners, too'...they're going to have to work on that accent to make us believe it. So, when we find Burger King, a hallelujah was in order...and I think it did get one from the van. It had been a long morning and we'd all not had enough sleep the night before. So we get out of the van and I am telling you that I have never seen a Turk be more excited to see Americans than the one who found us our parking space was. He shouted something like, 'Oh my gosh, It's an American' and then proceeded to point to his friends and Chris and continue to holler about how it was an American. He was impressed, we were humored so we bought some tissues he was peddling, and I think he felt like he bonded with Chris in that moment, so much that when we left he asked Chris for his Coke. We'd already bought the tissues, at this point he could afford his own Coke. We headed back home.