Please come to a complete stop!
2001: Assignment Turkey! I was immediately enthralled by their culture, the Mediterranean spices in their food (particularly lamb), and their pop music. However, my first obsession wasn't the delicious food or the pop music. It was their stop signs. They were prevalent on base and off base. This, my friends, is a Turkish stop sign--my very own piece of Turkey. No, I don't have any wild stories of riding in a dolmuÅŸ full of friends while Tarkan blared through the speakers as we embarked on a rebellious quest to get ourselves some stop signs....Although, that would have been pretty awesome (if it wasn't against the law, of course!). I can see my imaginary caper of stop sign thieves dining on Adana kabobs and naan bread afterwards, relishing in our shenanigans. No misadventures were to be had in my acquisition of my favorite household decoration. There was an alley of shops right outside the base (conveniently dubbed The Alley ). The major thing I remember about T...