I fell in love with Turkey in 2004, when I traveled there for a National Geographic assignment. It became a long-term relationship. I arrived there with a whole set of Western prejudgments: a semi-wild country that has oppressed us for hundreds of years, who are now mostly truck drivers and produce cheap stuff and bad music. I spent a month in Turkey: I traveled from Edirne to Mardin. I liked it so much that not only has it shattered all my prejudgments, but Turkey has become more than my family’s favorite destination; it has become a “must”: at least once a year we try to go to Turkey. And, about bad music: in 2004 I returned from my trip with over 30 CDs of Turkish music.