My trip to Istanbul has been over a year in the making. My girlfriends and I had a week long trip planned along the Turkish coast last summer, but we changed it last minute due to the political unrest. Our replacement trip to Croatia more than sufficed, but I still had a flight voucher to Istanbul and an itch to check out the city.
The real reason I quit dairy was because I saw the proof on paper: I took an allergy test. Albeit, it should probably be called an “intolerance” test because it shows you on a scale from 0-6 how intolerant you are to over 500 foods. Being intolerant to a certain food doesn’t mean you are going to break out into hives if you eat it, it just means that your body has a hard time dealing with it. My goal is to eat how my body wants when I’m in control of cooking, but be flexible when I’m out to eat, traveling, or at social events. And let’s be real. If I’m dying for a cookie, I’m going to have a cookie.
Yet again, there have already been a few weekends this year that I wished it didn’t take a 20-hour travel day to get to the US West Coast. Had it been the usual 2 hour flight from SF to Las Vegas, I would have been at Colette’s Bachelorette party in a heartbeat. I was sad I couldn’t make it, but figured I could send a little something special for the bride-to-be. Plus I wanted to remind my friends that I do exist all the way over here in Switzerland and wish I could be there. I considered sending a glass statue of the infamous bachelorette party mascot that I found, but I worried about it arriving safely in one piece. I ended up going the more PG route.