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Day 240 – An Egyptian Supper

19th May 2012

Samer, one of the pretty young ladies we’d met at the Opera gardens five days previous had been keeping in touch with Laura via text message and had asked would we like to visit for dinner with her family. We had again accepted but finding a suitable evening had been troublesome based around our colonic shenanigans.

The nineteenth of May was the day. The first half of it was spent doing precious little. The second half was spent finding an internet cafe and an appropriate gift to take with us to Samer’s home. We chose an assortment of handmade chocolate biscuits as our gift and made our way to the tube station formerly known as Mubarak, now known as Ramses.

Samer met us at the station and we walked for ten minutes to her home; a fancily furnished top floor apartment of moderate size with a spacious balcony and a view onto the surrounding buildings. Inside we were introduced to her mother, and two sisters, her two pet cats, and shortly after to her father. Dinner consisted of roast chicken, from which we were offered the breasts, hollowed out courgettes filled with rice, a mint and yoghurt dip not unlike Tsatziki, pickled vegetables, bread rice pudding. It was quite a spread despite the pickled vegetables and we ate until we were full and then were force fed until we were fit to burst. Drinks came in the form of a malted non-alcoholic soda and water.

The gift had been a very good idea as shortly after dinner Laura was presented with gifts from Samer; a bejewelled ring and an equally bejewelled and quite tight fitting orange top. Laura positively beamed as she pulled her ‘Oh Dear God/Thank you So Much’ face. We were invited to Samer’s sister Nora’ s wedding celebrations on the following Thursday, an invitation we had to turn down as we hoped to be a little closer to Libya by then. The evening drifted by as I was schooled at dominoes first by the uncle, then by Samer and then by the little sister. Laura fared no better at cards and we laughed inopportunely at ‘Arabias Got Talent’ on the LCD television in front of us. The evening came to a close as we were escorted back to the tube station and our tickets were paid for. Egypt truly had a dichotomy of individuals, the painful and the absolutely lovely. We had enjoyed the latter’s’ company and it had been another very enjoyable evening.

Posted by ibeamish 12:16 Archived in Egypt

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