"Alman?" Asks the nice lady at the bakery stall on the platform at Levent Metro.
"Almond? Hayır, teşekkürler, no thankyou, just that one cake thingy, lutfen", I reply, showing off my impressive Turkish vocabulary, with particular attention to one's p's and q's.
"Hayir; sen? Alman?"
"Oh, Allemand, like German? Duetschland?" - I'm just throwing my international linguistic skills around now, "No, ben english. Ingiltere." (I'd like to thank my ten Turkish lessons.)
I have fair hair so get asked this question quite a lot, but for some reason I'm always greeted
with expressions of disappointment upon revealing my Englishness.
Or are they simply in awe at my mesmerising foreign language knowledge?
Yok.
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