Now that must be one big turkey. Oh well, never mind.
Who in their right mind would want to travel to Turkey.
What a surprise. She met some Turk on the internet and they arranged to meet at the bridge. The whole story is pretty strange, including her going off to Turkey in the first place.
Reminds me of the book by the Spanish writer Antonio Gala, The Turkish Passion (La Pasion Turca). They made a movie of it in Spain, but I didn’t think the movie was particularly good. And normally I don’t like Antonio Gala, but this novel...about a bored upper middle class Spanish woman who takes off on a trip for Turkey, leaving her boring husband, etc., and ends up getting involved with and then finally completely degraded by a Turk to whom she is insanely devoted - was actually an excellent book.
The more statistically “educated” our nation’s population becomes, the less wisdom and judgement they seem to have.
White slavery?
I was at Incirlik Air Base in 1982. It was the worst time in my life. I hated being in Vietnam, but to me, I hated being in Turkey even more. It was the ROP I disliked the most.
There is something else to this story. A married woman who left her husband and children in NY to travel alone in Turkey?