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ERIC nijmegen netherlands
SAMANTHA cambridge england FREDRIK braunschweig germany MELIN instanbul turkey TILLA frankfurt germany TOVE lund sweden HENRY nijmegen netherlands STEFAN nijmegen netherlands MAX dortmund germany THORSTEN düsseldorf
germany SINAN valletta malta RUTH totnes england GREG seatle usa ELISABETH bologna italy GUIDO & MY moers germany JO london england JESSE los angeles usa JOHN totnes england PASCALE lille france ALEX portland usa STELLA berkeley usa NITIN washington usa RENÉ & CHANTAL
roosendaal netherlands KATIA moscow russia
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MELIN 13 times since 1999 The first time that I visited El Corte was December of 1999. It was midday, Friday before the first Saturday of the month when there would be an international milonga. I had Zeynep and Selim with me. We were excited to see the famous El Corte. We went inside and it was totally empty. There was only one guy resting inside. I said I wanted to see the dance floor and he opened the curtains of the inside dance salon and it looked so nice to me. But I could never imagine that it would make me filled with intense feeling of peace, love and positivism later on. I had a wonderful milonga on Saturday night with so many people that I have not seen before. When I was going back to my country I was sure that I would go there again. And I did. To the international week. This is the time when I felt that something in El Corte was very strongly taking half of my heart. I had an incredible week and I felt as if I would never go back to Istanbul. But the day came. When I was going back home, it was so so hard for me and I was no longer sure where I belonged to. I was totally lost about where I wanted to be and who I wanted to be. I felt as if I was leaving a piece of me behind. It was late at night when I arrived to my apartment in Istanbul. I stood in front of the building and asked myself where my home was. I did not feel that my home was my home any longer. I was feeling that I left my heart and home in Nijmegen and began to wait for the time that I will go back to my lovely home. I feel homesick. |
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