a vain girl with a scalpel

[the scene: a moderately pricey private liberal arts college in the southern midwest. The professor is becoming increasingly exasperated with the class's apathy towards Diderot]

Prof: I mean, how do you kids go abroad these days? Mission trips?
Various class members: Florence/Paris/Rome on vacation...
Enlightenment prof: [impatiently] Yes, but that's the expected, don't you see anything else...?
[cricket cricket]
Me: ...I was an exchange student...
Prof: To France? To Germany? Come on, people...
Me: [brightly] To Turkey, actually.
Prof: ....oh. Well.

[later]

Prof: Everyone I know who's been to Turkey has had nothing but good things to say about it!
Me: ...I've heard that!