1. In the Valley of the Kings, we stopped in one tomb to watch two men inject silicon into a crack in the wall using hypodermic syringes. One of the workers was quite friendly and spoke some English. After asking us where we were from, he asked if we were married. He then muttered something about camels and gave us an expectant look, the only indication that he'd just asked us a question. Z shot me a what-the-hell? look. "I think he's asking how many camels you paid for me," I responded. Z chose what he thought would be a high number (45) and immediately realized this was in fact a low number, judging from the expression on the man's face and the fact that he said something involving the number 600. Oops. He next asked how long we'd been married, and then said, "Shildreeen?" When we said, "No" he looked at us aghast, clearly very upset. Having received this reaction before I repeated, "Four months." He smiled and laughed and said, "Soon inshallah". Uh, yeah.
2. There once was a queen named Hatchepsut. When the king died, her son and heir was too young to rule. So she assumed title of pharaoh, even going so far as to don a fake beard. Her son grew up. She did not relinquish her rule. Feeling the title of pharaoh was rightfully his, the son murdered his mother and ascended to the throne. This son scratched out her name in the temples, tore down one of the beautiful pink granite obelisks she'd erected, and surrounded the other with tall sandstone walls so that no-one would see it. In 2006, her name was further dishonored by a certain Troublonian who insisted on calling her Ketchup's Foot. Poor lady.
3. All too often when traveling, I see someone who looks a lot like someone I know, someone who couldn't possibly be wherever it is that I am. For example, I saw Mojo dressed in a turban and dress in the night market in Luxor and I saw Zay somewhere in Uganda. Yesterday, Z saw Kenneth walking down the street near our Cairo hostel. Feeling the burning torch of inspiration, I christened this the Kenneth Syndrome.
4. Cairo parking tips: It is perfectly permissible to park in a lane of traffic and in such a way as to block in several cars that are parked against the curb as long as you leave your car in neutral and don't set the break. If the cars need to leave, they will simply push your car out of the way. Similarly, if a parking spot is too small to fit your car, simply drive up to the bumper of the car ahead of you and push it out of the way. It is preferable that you do not push the car into oncoming traffic or any pedestrians stupid enough to be in your way.
5. We have plans that involve several countries. Tomorrow, we go to Israel. After a couple of weeks, we go to Jordan. Then we fly to Dubai where we spend several hours. And then it's on to Colombo, Sri Lanka. I hear it's warm there.
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ah, if only all parking problems were so easy! i love that idea!
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