Leo, let's discuss something crucial for anyone considering relocating or even visiting a new country: hospitality and attitudes toward foreigners.
Precisely. No one wants to feel unwelcome in a new place.
Exactly. Let's start with France. It has a reputation for being, shall we say, selective about outsiders.
"Selective" is a polite term. Some might say "reserved" or even "judging." But perhaps that's just Parisian chic?
You understand. There's a stereotype that the French are reserved. If you don't greet someone correctly in a boulangerie, they might give you a look.
Or if you immediately try ordering in English, they might pretend not to understand. It's a skill.
But it's also about respect. Making an effort to speak French, even poorly, is appreciated.
It's like showing basic courtesy when visiting someone's home.
Exactly. Once you overcome that initial formality…
That "Parisian politeness shield," as I like to call it!
Behind it, I've found the French to be incredibly helpful and warm. In Lyon, I was lost, and a woman went out of her way to help me, despite my poor French.
I've had similar experiences. In Paris, a student patiently explained the metro system and even drew me a map.
That's genuine kindness. France might seem formal initially, but warmth is present if you make an effort.
Like a slightly aloof cat; it doesn't come running, but with patience and a little something extra...
Like a compliment on their cheese selection?
Or "Your pastries are legendary, and I respectfully intend to consume them all."
Now, Turkey! It's often at the opposite end of the spectrum.
Mildly put! If France is a reserved cat, Turkey is a golden retriever eager to befriend you.
Turkish hospitality is legendary. In Istanbul, you might find yourself drinking tea and receiving discounts before even purchasing anything.
Discounts before purchase! That's charm combined with salesmanship. "Buy something or not, have tea and let's be friends!"
The invitations to homes! I've been invited to more Turkish homes in a week than my entire life elsewhere. And the food! It's overwhelming!
They take it as a personal challenge if you leave their house still able to walk. "Did I fail as a host? Did they not gain five pounds?"
Five pounds minimum! They're genuinely happy to share their culture and food.
Sometimes it can be intense. You ask for directions, and you're escorted for blocks, offered tea, and end up in a family photo album.
Intense, but in a good way. Overwhelmingly generous. You always feel safe and welcome.
Like being adopted by a nation of enthusiastic aunts and uncles.
Both countries offer amazing welcomes, just different styles. France, you earn their warmth; Turkey showers you with it.
A sophisticated puzzle box versus a big, warm hug.
When planning your next trip, consider the kind of welcome you desire.
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