
Happily held hostage by hospitality
While I was in Izmir this past weekend, I had the privilege of visiting a home of a 2-star Turkish general and his wife who was an old friend of my boyfriend's family. Even though they were fasting, they still insisted on feeding us a five-course meal (likely their iftar dinner) and attended on us hand and foot! I had never been treated so warmly by relative strangers

awww (time for cheesy hugs)