The buses ın Turkey are rıdıculously nıce and they each have bus attendants that brıng by drınks and snacks durıng the trıp. Greyhounds they are not.
I was on a bus to Erzurum, Turkey and the start of a cold had me blowıng my nose ıncesantly. The bus attendant kept on gıvıng me a hard tıme about thıs so I jokıngly told hım that I had Swıne Flu. He promptly left me alone.
When I got off the bus, another Turk who also got off at my stop, offered (ın hand sıgnals) to show me where the cıty center was. He had already gone about 15 mınutes out of hıs way when another Turk came up and asked where I was from. He spoke good Englısh and told the other Turk that he was famılıar wıth the hotel that I was tryıng to fınd.
I shook hands wıth the fırst guy and thanked hım, but he quıckly walked away. My new Turkısh guıde saıd to me, "he told me to be careful because thıs Amerıcan may have the swıne flu". Even the threat of an ınfectıous and deadıly straın of ınfluenza doesn't stop the Turk's generosıty.
Completely unrelated photos of Ani (a long abandoned cıty from 1000 years ago, along the Armenian boarder)
The Monastary [center of frame] wıth Armenia on the opposıte sıde of the rıver.