Principle in the marketplace—progress report from Ankara

ONE OF THE MORE COLORFUL aspects of living in Ankara, Turkey is shopping at the open-air bazaars. Glorious red, purple, and orange, brilliant green, and bright yellow fruits and vegetables (trucked in daily from local farms) nestle alongside fragrant brown spices, and jumbled blue, white, and fiery-red plastic pails.

It's an adventure to wander through the aisles, picking up an item here, some necessities there, all going into my shopping cart—a large vinyl sack mounted on two wheels. One thing I've learned as I go about my weekly visit to the bazaar is that as a consumer, I'm protected from faulty merchandise and unfair prices. This is not by trusting in familiar brand names. It's by trusting in God.

Make history? Who, me?
July 15, 2002

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