A few days after departing Kusadasi, I thought everything was behind me. It pretty much was … until I was reunited with Claire in Olympos.
I was sitting at the treetop bar, enjoying my last evening in my adult summer camp surroundings when she sat next to me.
“Claire! Hi!” I squealed as she took a seat next to me.
She and I had been in touch during everything in Kusadasi. She knew what had happened.
“You won’t believe the message I got on Facebook,” she said.
“Oh god, is it about me?”
“Yup.”
“Can I see it? Will it make me mad?”
“Probably.” She opened her computer and logged into Facebook.
This is the message Murat wrote her (WARNING: strong language is used):
Also I explein you 1 more thing.
There is a 1 idiot bitch write a mesage to your wall about me and I hope you can guess.(diane)
I sended her from her 2. day and do you want to hear whats the real reason.
She dosent need a job she just want to her own room because she is looking for a people who will fuck her.
İn 2 days she finded 3 different people and you can guess who is the first man.(nathan).
Its not your problem but I just want to explein you because if anybody write a mesage about me maybe same time I need to say whats the real happened.
TAKE CARE.
BY
I closed the computer and closed that miserable chapter of my adventure and together, we burst into laughter.
4 Comments on "A final note on Kusadasi"
good lord. This whole story was incredibly disturbing. I’m so glad you made it out safe and sound.
And that email? RI-DIC-U-LOUS!
I’ve had problems in foreign countries with men not understanding my very clear signals. It’s so frustrating!
It was horrible to go through it but it taught me a lot about myself and being strong. He was/is ridiculous.
Well, I’m happy you’re laughing, I would have probably thrown the computer on the ground hahaha. What a f*cking jerk!!!
No choice but to laugh about it. It wasn’t worth getting mad. He is an idiot. And gross. And a f*cking jerk!