We are heading back to the UK and Ireland soon, a brief visit to the damp cold of northwest Europe. There are a few reasons for this trip, to see family and friends, go to Gaelcon, and to organise to meet the shippers to get our stuff brought over from Big Yellow in Hanger Lane. There is also the matter of getting rid of something important to me, one of the few things I really did not want to lose and hoped to be able to bring to Turkey, sadly it is proving not to be possible. So the Harley must go.
It is sad, the bike means a lot to me. I got it after I had been very ill for a long time, was recovering from the illness and had stopped smoking. Being really ill made me realise there was more to life than work, and probably more importantly that a dream is only a dream until it is fulfilled. I had always had bikes, but never had a Harley before, so when my health was recovering, had got some strength back, no longer weighed around 7 stone, I decided that I was going to get one.
We have had some great times (and some very wet times) on the bike. Trips around the UK, and two long road trips, the first to Greece and the second to Turkey. Both were utterly fantastic. The Harley has been so much fun but it is time to let it go, so in a week or so I’ll be taking it to Warrs in London, and that will be the end of one particular bike in my life.
I have been without a bike here in Turkey. It is frustrating. I was looking forward to road trips, local ones, short trips to places like Bodrum, Fethiye, Patara, Aphrodisias, Ayvalıc, and longer trips to the east. I now have my Residents Permit and Ikamet Number. I have all the papers I need to purchase a bike here, and in due time I fully intend to do so.
Dreams do not have to end.