A Turkish woman sells bags of oranges at the site of some ancient Roman ruins. At first I didn't like the fence between us, but now think it adds something to the photo.
I spent the last week exploring parts of Turkey, country where I have very little experience. Most of my time was spent in the south along the Mediterranean Sea, but I was able to eek out a couple of days in Istanbul as well.Here are some general observations as I sit in Paris' Charles De Gaulle Airport (CDG) on my way back to Atlanta.
- The first thing that comes to mind is Turkey is the cleanest country I've ever seen. I watched a man collect up a random piece of trash on a subway car, exit the car at a station simply to throw it away in the garbage bin, and then reenter the car to continue his journey.
- Turkish is an evil language that resemblances no other form of communication used on this planet. I felt like a complete foreigner, unable to conjure up even the most basic of phrases.
- The history of Istanbul is staggering. I should have read "Istanbul For Dummies" before I arrived.
- The towns along the Mediterranean are replete with oddly dressed Russian tourists. I felt as if I were thrust back into the 1970's.
- Turkish men are oddly pear-shaped.
- Everyone wants to sell you something. It's starts off with a innocent shared experience of tea and then progresses to more pricey items.
- Turkish Airlines cornered the market on turquoise leather seats.
- Turkish food is very good but you may have to struggle to find a good bottle of wine.
- Taxis are way over-priced, but in they are all relatively new and painted the same shade of "taxi-yellow".
- Turkey is a progressive Muslim country, which I thought would be a good model for others to strive towards. People simply practiced their own beliefs and let others do the same, always being respectful toward one another.