Tulips, Turbans & Turks

 The story of an obsession

[~ 5 minutes]

Listening to: Devaldi, Istambul’s Night

{Versión en español, aquí}

Let’s make an experiment.

Choose five people and ask them, What’s the first thing that comes to your mind when hearing or reading the word tulip?

When I did it, the unanimous result was… Holland.

Because that’s what the Netherlands are to us: windmills and tulip fields.

Dutch tulip field by Pepa Llausas
You’ll have to picture the windmill. The tulips are impressive enough by themselves, aren’t they? (Photo courtesy of Pepa Llausás)

Some may even be familiar with Tulipomania, possibly the most (in)famous economic bubble in history. For a few decades at the turn of the 17th century, Dutch society’s common sense apparently went out of the window, and a market for tulip bulbs valued at exorbitantly stupid prices grew and grew until it burst… or so the story goes.

Although there’s more to tulipomania than these facile interpretations, I won’t be talking about European tulip stories today.

Because these elegant flowers are tightly woven into another country’s history —one we don’t hear much about, despite owing them both this flower’s arrival into our gardens, as well as its name in many Indo-European languages.

Can you guess which country I’m talking about? Here’s a clue… Continue reading