Turkish Hospitality

When we crossed the border from Europe into Asia, from Bulgaria into Turkey, we quickly realized a huge difference:
In Turkey, we didn’t even had to put out our thumbs if we wanted to get a ride. The cars stopped anyway, asking if we needed help. Their hospitality is something special. Something extraordinary. And something to learn from!

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Overcoming the Fear of Technology

Fear is more dangerous than the things we fear.
I’ve had a technical fear for as long as I can remember. Born in 1990, I grew up with a constantly changing environment.
In 1994, we didn’t have a video player, just a TV with the basic channels. I watched Disney movies only when I went to visit friends. With that being said, the Internet was not even to think of. The Facebook founder Mark Zuckerberg probably played around in his nappy at the time, and Google had 4 more years to birth.

In 1995, my dad brought his work computer home for summer holidays, and let me and my brother play with Paint.
My brother handled the turn-on-and-off part. I never bothered, as I assumed it was very difficult.

In 1996, when I was almost 6 years old, my little sister was born. It took her less than three years to become more technical than me. I always kind of thought I would catch up later, and learn this and that, but I didn’t realize by then how things would change quicker and quicker.

The same year, we got a CD-player. Then in 1997, a freestyle. Then 1999 a fancy old 3310 Nokia cellphone, which the whole family was supposed to share. The first time I used it was on a day trip to a lake nearby our home. I accidentally dropped into the water. My father managed to fix it by blowing it with my mum’s hair dryer.

And then finally, in 2000 we got our first own computer. I wasn’t very interested at first. But as I saw the good use of a basic technical knowledge, I got more and more frightened. I was already far behind, and I hated showing how little I knew about how it all worked. I preferred to pretend I was busy and let somebody else do the work. Until recently.

By the birth of Mangomanjaro.se in 2010, I didn’t know how to add a link, upload a picture, or what an URL was.
And I felt really, really bad about it. I loved the writing, I loved producing material for the site, but I still feared the technical parts. So for the first time, I forced myself to be the one who did it.

Anything you fear, I promise you, there is just one way to get over it. Do it. Just do it.
The most important thing to remember is that you are not stupid because you don’t know HOW to do it. Ask for help! Learn how to use Google. Read books, find information.
I still ask Robin, every day. And believe me, I feel incredibly slow when he does the trick in 3 seconds when I’ve been struggling with it for half an hour. But that’s OK.

Don’t let your fear block you.
I often find myself unable to come up with new ideas since I feel limited by the fear or the lack of knowledge, though when it comes to subjects that I know very well, my ideas just flow. Don’t tell yourself you cannot do it. You will fail. Try instead, and stop blaming yourself or anybody else for it. There are no excuses.

But if you are not interested in gaining a new skill? Well, you don’t have to. All I’m saying is that it’s up to you whether it will keep you down or not. It might not. It is ultimately your choice.
But you’d never read this unless I’d worked on my technical fear.

The Power of Body Language

Don’t underestimate the power of body language.
What does this sign mean to you?

If you’re Turkish, you probably use this a lot.
“Very, very good!”, “Excellent!”

Though when you get down to Syria, this sign might not be as positive.
You’ll see taxi drivers using it while squeezing you through the impressive traffic game of Damascus as it means “Wait!”

And in Italy?
“What the F—!”

Don’t nod to a Bulgarian if you mean Yes.
This one is really tricky, but just shake your head and smile.
Imagine yourself in an opposite world where No means Yes, and Yes means No. That’s Bulgaria!

How do you communicate without words?
Write a comment and let us know!

Recharged batteries

Though we often feel like we find new homes everywhere we go, the homes where we grew up will always and forever be our base, where our roots grow strongly as we explore the world.

It is just as awkward as it is normal, to step inside and hug our parents and siblings and pet our cats and dogs after a few months of traveling.

We have now recharged our batteries a bit and are ready to take off on Monday. We will fly back into Ankara in Turkey and from there we’ll cross to Iraq.

We received an extraordinary e-mail the other day from Jwan, who got roots in Iraq. He spoke just as warmly about his country as we do about our own families.
“I hope you don’t change your minds about hitchhiking through northern Iraq. It is a beautiful place, especially in the mountains.”

Thanks for following us into the new year!