I remember when I was first married and taking tentative steps with speaking Turkish, me and husband would be in some cafe and I would ask for tea with milk, and the waiter would look open mouthed at me, then my husband would repeat what I had just asked for and the waiter would toddle off and bring our order.
I asked my husband, "is my Turkish that bad", my husband laugh and said "no love, he just doesn't understand that anyone would put milk in tea".
I do have some of my husbands relatives who say stuff like, " you should be fluent by now!", that used to upset me, but now I have enough Turkish to tell them that if they spoke properly I wouldn't have a problem understanding them and I would talk to them more often, I say it nicer then that, but you get my drift.
Turkish is a very easy language grammatically but the sounds are really difficult for me, I have no 'R', which is very important in Turkish, and the dotted vowels make me say things better left unsaid.
Turkish for me is about confidence and practice, I remember asking my friend how to say "I want to get off here" when I used the Dolmus.
I then proceeded to catch the bus at every opportunity just so that I could ask to be put off.
I love the Turkish language, and would love to be fluent, noone has a cat in hell's chance of discouraging me, if I had been in that shop asking for the "'Aliminium roasting tin", you can almost guarantee that five minutes later I would have been sat behind the counter with a glass of cay, and would have found a subject that we were both fluent in. Friends for life, thats were it all starts, you have to make yourself open.
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