When I'm traveling in Europe (especially in Central and Eastern parts), I sometimes get this strange feeling because of my ethnicity. You see, the Ottoman Empire was quite present in this part of the continent, and even though this was centuries ago, I think there is a complicated relationship between Turkey and Europe because of this history. Back in the day, mothers here used to send their kids to sleep by saying Turks would come eat them if they didn't go to bed, Luther said Turks were God's punishment for the corruption in Christendom, and many more details come to my mind. In Vienna, my cousin let me know that the main bell of St. Stephen's Cathedral was made from the captured Turkish cannons after the failed Second Siege of Vienna, and it has reliefs of victory, topped with "heads of Turks." Obviously this amount of Turkophobia doesn't exist anymore, but I think the stereotype is still there among some people, which I find quite funny.
A day later, I met my cousin's Italian friend and asked her about the saying "fumare como un turco" (smoking like a Turk, as in smoking way too much), and she confirmed that it exists. I guess the moral of the story is, history is a funny thing, more than textbook material and who did what, and it affects our daily lives more than we like to think. But anyway Vienna is a nice city! #nerdmodeoff