Buttered Corn, Parks, Passports, & Turkish Koka Kola- Istanbul Apartment Home Holiday Lettings Pashas House, Turkey
I love blogging to you as if we were sitting and talking. I love talking about passports and buttered corn and then WAM! BAM! CHAZAM! talking to you about the fact that my purple hair disaster number 42 is quickly fading. I love thinking about creating world peace through one little relationship at a time and then stuttering [in the coming video] “my park, my park, my park, my park.” You see, my back is hurting a bit too much lately but love is everywhere so who cares? And sometimes my kids annoy me and take up way too much space, and then they cuddle with each other or have this genius conversation among themselves that ends in “and that costs TEN DOLLARS and that’s a lot of money,” and peace is in my heart and I remember that they are the coolest, most precious people I have on this globe [plus Kobi], and that it is a true honor to spend my days with them.
So, read our murder turned love affair first to get things in order, and then, breathe, like I’m learning to do more and more these days. Do I still freak out? Do I still forget how fucking lucky I am? Do I still get lost? Yeah. Of course. But, slowly, in sometimes immeasurable ways, I know that the frequency, duration, and intensity of these moments gets less and the unreal volume of love that I have the capacity to touch grows.
And so, if you’re head isn’t spinning around too fast and you’re still somewhat following my butterfly-patterned train of thought, I believe you will enjoy these two videos.
Buttered Corn, Parks, and Passports
13 Seconds of Koka Kola
Just yesterday Kobi said something about death. We talk about death, sex, and other stuff most parents probably don’t converse about on a regular basis with their kids. We do. So, he had this off-shoot thought that if he were to die tomorrow, Solai, now 9, would probably not remember much about her father. I said that in that department, we were actually pretty lucky as so much of our lives have been documented through this blog and The Nomadic Family Project’s work. We’re lucky that way too.
And then, I thought of this picture in the park the same day I shared my thoughts with you in the park. And this is the picture I would show them if they forget who Kobi was. He was a great park bench kind of let’s-talk-about-life-and-clouds-and-jokes kind of dad and they were so damn lucky to have three and half years of his time devoted to hanging out with them. So lucky indeed.
You can see our first Turkish home with Holiday Lettings Pashas House for yourself. And… ARE YOU READY?
Owner Barbaros was so delighted by the way we lead our life and inspire others and was so overjoyed to be a part of that magic that he said anyone who contacts him and says they came because of The Nomadic Family, he’ll give them 20% off their rental. God, how did we find these angels.
So, we have nothing but ‘thank you’s’ and admiration for our new Turkish friends who hosted us so remarkably. Should you be in Istanbul and desire to feel that magic, go to Holiday Lettings Pashas House and when you communicate with Barbaros let him know that you know us and he’ll set you up. Life really is good.
If you enjoyed this post that breaks prejudices and stereotypes, I think you will adore:
And a few other Turkey posts:
Country Number Fifteen Contest– Where in the World is The Nomadic Family
From Murder to Love Affair– Holiday Lettings Pashas House
About the Author:
Insanely unorthodox, embarrassingly honest, and on her path towards spiritual awareness, Gabi Klaf blogs about her family’s ups and downs in their now third year of non-stop budget world travel. This family of five has lived with an indigenous tribe in the jungles of Ecuador, hitchhiked throughout the world, danced with drunk Vietnamese at weddings, and hiked the entire Annapurna Circuit trek where a film crew accompanied them for the documentary movie about how The Nomadic Family is redefining modern family life. They are now spending six months in Goa, India. Gabi writes about the untold sides of family travel life, those moments that take your breath away, adventures and mishaps while globetrotting, and how bits of her soul remain in this small town and off the side of that river. She is a guitar-stumming, energy-healing, ADHD wind-loving scaredy cat. Hugely romantic, tantalizingly sweet, and hysterically funny, Gabi Klaf represents a rare Rubik’s Cube of family world adventure.
We’re out doing crazy stuff and making our dreams come true, every single one of them, and a few more that sort of flew into our mouths while we were smiling into the wind. Should you like what we are doing as a family, BUY AN EBOOK to support us, share this, tell any media source or local newspaper, leave a comment. Your footprint makes all the difference in the world friends. Gracias!
Gabi and Kobi, Dahnya, Orazi, and Solai
And, sweet new news loves: In addition to parenting, family life and trauma therapy, Gabi is now offering Make Your Dreams Come True/We Wanna Travel But.. Coaching too. Engage with Gabi!