The few Turks who travel the other way [from Turkey to Armenia] can discover that they have more in common with their Armenian neighbours than they suppose. A visit to the open-air vegetable market in Yerevan reveals that many of the words for vegetables are the same (and so, too, are some of the swear-words). As often as not, Turks who identify themselves are greeted with a big smile and even with a discount. And a simple apology for the events of 1915, without mention of the G-word, can melt the ice.-- says a correspondent for The Economist (Unearthing the past, endangering the future)
Sunday, October 21, 2007
Drinking in Yerevan
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