The first Turca I’ve met in Guatemala after 3 months. I encountered her while waiting my line to checkout in supermarket, after seeing her ID while she was using her credit card.
“¿…usted, de donde es?.. ” , “Sorry, English?”, “Where are you from?” , “I’m from Turkey”
and the instant given reply of “I’m also Turkish!” after waiting for this answer with the familiar accent and impatience, continued with “Hahaha damn you, are you student?…”, stretching the smiling cheek muscles strongly and involuntary, with a weird mixture of shyness and joy, along with a silly looking face