When I studied in Istanbul, Turkey with my wife and daughter we would take the bus from our apartment into the centre of town where our classes were. Some of the nicest and rudest people were found on these buses. It was a memorable part of living in this bustling city of 12.5 million. Coming from England where there is such a thing as queues and waiting one's turn was more than a shock to proper manners and the way one should act in public! Everybody was out for themselves. The three of us w...
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