Turks

Turks, generally speaking, are one of the nicest people I have encountered.  They are very hospitable to a degree that is quite unbelievable.  From what I see, there are a lot of people who are individually invested and focused in their own lives.  We Americans, specifically, value a lot on individualism and personal space.  We all can recall times where we would back off from people when they get too close in the bus. Or when we sit a seat over in lectures and movie theaters.  We definitely would not actively talk to strangers. 

Well, Turks have less of that barrier.  They are hospitable and will warmly invite you into their homes and their lives.  Not only are they interested in knowing about you by actively talking to you, but they would offer you goods.  One time my friends and I were going to Bulgaria and stopped at the Istanbul Otogar (Bus Station) to wait for  our transfer.  My friend bought a belt for 5 liras at this little booth and the man, Mehmet offered us tea.  Although we barely knew any Turkish, he patiently conversed with us using hand signs and alternative words when we don’t understand.  We learned that he is actually Kurdish, an ethnic group that is having a little political distress with the rest of Turkey.  But regardless, he was very nice and where will you get free tea and a friend for buying something at a shop for less than $4?

Another time was when I was waiting for the restroom at a Mosque in Harran.  There were some ladies dressed in beautiful clothing, a great contrast from the simpler plain clothing of the other villagers.  We said hello and chatted for a little.  Again with my limited Turkish, I tried to make conversation and decided to compliment on her beautiful gold necklace with the Turkish Evil Eye.  She immediately gestured to take the necklace off and give it to me.  I met her for 1 minute and she was about to give me something so valuable.  I obviously did not accept it, but I did receive the thought behind the gratuity.