When we dream of Turkey, we imagine a casually smoked hookah gazing at the blue sea, bazaars full of precious carpets and exotic smells, sparkling with gold, brass and jewelry, markets overflowing with colorful spices and pastel Turkish delights, still wild coves bathed in crystal clear water, semi-arid steppes watched over by snow-capped peaks for a long part of the year. In Turkey, the visitor will learn that the tulip is ...
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