I'm still debating on whether or not I want to go to Egypt this summer. A part of me is dying to hear the call to prayer (athan) five times a day, to eat mango's, grape leafs, koshari, drink karkadeeh, asab, shop for hijabs for cheap, go for a morning run at the nadi, drink a costa frescato while reading a book at an odd hour of the day to avoid the loud noise and fuming cigarettes, see all my relatives, aunts, uncles, grandma, listen to egyptian jokes, watch cheesy egyptian movies, order everything from the comfort of my home (pharmacy, super market, cook door!!), ask for directions and end up in no where, listen to taxi driver's amusing yet sad ramblings, stay up all night with cousins talking about our naive, fun, corny pasts, go on a walk on the stanly bridge and eat roasted corn on the cob and friska, and so on.
Yetthe other part of me doesn't really want to witness sexual harassment, poor treatment of customers, maids, lower class workers, or cairo traffic, corruption, police officer and guards bribery, corruption, taxi's ripping you off because you have a slight accent, workers' attitudes, employee's stalking when you go inside a store, messed up streets, inadequate traffic laws, silly driving laws, heat, stuck-up rich people, teenagers (and older) with their stereo on so loud to look cool, being harassed although one is dressed properly, laziness, hijabi's wearing super tight, cheesy, rainbow colored clothes (lime green carina, seriouslyyy??), teens trying to hard to look 'western,' overpriced items.
to go to egypt or not go to egypt, that is the not so easy question
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