Hotel Bosphorus by Esmahan Aykol

Hotel Bosphorus by Esmahan Aykol

Author:Esmahan Aykol
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Bitter Lemon Press
Published: 2011-03-14T04:00:00+00:00


Regret is futile, and broken hearts are not mended with a couple of sweet words.

I found a parking space right in front of the door to my apartment block. I had slept until midday so I wasn’t feeling the least bit tired, but my head was swimming from the smell of garlic I was exuding and from the bickering with Lale. All I wanted was to drink gallons of water, brush my teeth and take a warm shower.

The moment I opened my apartment door, I sensed something odd had happened. It was my habit to double-lock the door, but that night the door opened after one turn of the key.

“I obviously forgot to double-lock when I went out this morning. It must have been because of the migraine,” I mused, and thought no more of it.

I took off my sandals in the entrance hall and walked barefoot on the cold stone floor to the kitchen where I drank a large glass of water. In Istanbul we have to buy bottled drinking water because Istanbul tap water contains enough bacteria and microbes to kill an ox. I can’t complain about having to carry water from the corner shop to my apartment because the shop boy does that, but I really miss turning on the tap for a glass of water.

Without going into the front room, I headed straight for the rear part of the apartment, where my bedroom and Fofo’s, the bathroom and my study were. I undressed in front of the bathroom mirror and got into the shower.

Regretting that I’d thrown my favourite pink shorts and Donald Duck T-shirt into the laundry basket that morning, I put on a flowered dress and covered my shoulders with a towel to absorb the drips from my hair.

I then went into the front living room to watch television. If, instead of going into the living room, I’d gone straight to my bedroom, counted a few sheep and gone to sleep, the poor man wouldn’t have woken me up. He would have simply left and that meeting would never have happened. However, I went into the living room.



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