Peninsulas beginning with B.

I'm staying on the Bjare peninsula in South-West Sweden and  write a blog devoted to a peninsula beginning with B in S.W. Turkey. Initially the two places seemed completely alien to each other but over the weeks a few similarities have emerged. Patriotism is championed in both areas. The Swedes here are as keen as the Turks to fly the national flag. Yellow and blue flutters above all civic buildings and in about 25% of gardens. Several  flag poles have emptied this week. Does the flag comes down when the occupier goes on holiday? Perhaps they take it with them. 
The soft fruits and tomatoes grown in Bjare are surprisingly good. I didn't expect to taste a tomato as delicious as those grown in the summer fields at home but the ones here are tastier. How can this be with the amount of rain and the lack of sunshine I've experienced this month?
Swedes and Turks share a love of yogurt and fermented and soured milk. All sorts of ayran variations are  available here. Some salted, some not - all tricking the unsuspecting tourist into choosing the wrong carton for their morning coffee.
And finally, both countries are useless at producing cling-film! It doesn't stick to itself and falls off in the fridge When I get to the UK next month, I'm going to stock up on a year's supply of Tesco's best and keep a roll in my travelling bag.