Daily Travel Log Number Three: Saturday

 On Sunday November 6th , every year in Turkey there is this thing called the bayram. Normally families celebrate this on the actual day, but since my mother and grandmother were going to go on a trip on Sunday, we celebrated it saturday. We had a big breakfast as a family,  kissed all of our relatives hands, and got money in return. It really was nice, being with my family and all, that is, until I remembered where I was going afterwords.  The doctors office is one of my least favorite places to spend a saturday, especially when you're just going there to get shots, allergy shots to be exact. It's great, because I have allergies to practically everything that flies, so what ends up happening is that they shoot twenty different allergens onto my back, and then wait to see which ones I react to. By reacting they mean which ones make me break out into rashes and itch like crazy. Not only that, but I know have permanent marker all over my back because the nurse needed to know what she was pricking and where. I now know that I am not allergic to dogs, which is wonderful, but was there not a more simple way to find that out?