Turkish Expectations

The definition of expectation is to suppose or surmise. A reasonable guess, if you will. So what am I to expect of Istanbul? Well, let’s review what I know.

So many friends and family members have asked, “Why Istanbul?” And I always just shrug my shoulders. I mean why not Istanbul? I don’t have any better explanation than that. The only thing I had heard prior to my decision was, “amazing shopping” which was more than enough to intrigue me. After a bit of googling and asking around, I came to the conclusion that venturing to this unique city was a must. The city of Istanbul literally straddles two continents and has such a complex history and diverse culture it should be on anyone’s short list of places to go around the world. Not only is the city rich with a complex history, the absolute diversity that is seen today is a complete 180 from what it was 2000 years ago under the Byzantine empire and then under Constantine. There is a lot to be learned from a city that has undergone so much change in rule, had numerous political scandals, and coups and genocide kept under wraps. So that is all I know thus far.

Am I worried about traveling or adjusting to the way of life there? I am curious as to the drastic differences that I will notice immediately and then the less obvious ones that will sneak up on me. I heard a tip that I should not make eye contact with the local males as they will consider it an invitation. That much I want no part of. I want to fit in with the people around town and stand out as a tourist with the ball cap, tennis shoes, fanny pack, and camera always in hand. I would rather blend in a little more, but I’m sure that’s impossible as an American with fairer skin and a bit of a twang. However, I do have the advantage of being a bit of a seasoned traveler. My family bonds by having meals and traveling, which has allowed my a knowledge of cuisine and a healthy passport. I am blessed to say I have had those opportunities. I also have the upper hand when it comes to my suitcase as I have grown up with Gayle (mom). She may have a hard time getting rid of things in her closet, but she is the guru of packing light. Thank you mom for my ability to bring home more than I brought (*wink*). So I am not really worried about trip. I can get through customs on my own and I go to school out of state so I don’t really worry about getting homesick either. I’m more worried about forgetting my toothbrush!

I think setting an expectation for anything leaves entirely too much room for disappointment. If one were to expect to be visiting some ancient ruins but finds out they have all been covered up by parking garages and shopping malls, then that one would probably be a little let down. And vice versa. There is always the off chance something will be more wonderful than you imagined, but wouldn’t someone rather be a little overwhelmed by the cool factor than less impressed? Supposing what you will see and what you will experience is a sheer guess and sets a standard that may or may not be met with cause of potential disappointment. So what am I expecting when I get to Istanbul, Turkey? Nothing. :)