How not to pick a present

So after staying at a 50 euro a night hotel which was way above our budget we decided to check out a day early and find something that matched our budget better. We ended up finding a hotel across the street that had a big pool and was only 10 euro a night. I was a little skeptical at first as the owner reminded me of a used car sales man that was on vacation in Hawaii (little moustache and Bermuda shorts just to give you an idea).

That night Maria got really ill and we needed to get some help (don't worry she is doing much better now). My first instinct was to head to our original hotel and get someone to recommend a doctor. I arrive at the hotel and I can't find a single person working there that could speak english. This was very unusual as the days we were staying there we were hounded by "can I help you sir" and a concierge that was exactly like the butler from the movie Mr Deeds (very, very sneaky and turns up every where we go). So I head back to our new hotel and find the manager and explain our predicament. He tells me he has a "friend", just like every other person in this country that seems to be connected, and calls his doctor to come check Maria out.

By the end of the ordeal the manager had done a lot to help us and we ended up staying an extra 2 nights. As we were leaving the next morning I thought it would be good to leave him a little present so I left a bottle of wine for him at the front desk as we checked out. It wasn't until we were half way to the airport that I realised 99% of the population in Turkey is Muslim!......oops.