MUSHKLAH AY?!

That means "What's the problem?!" in Arabic. Kait taught me to say that, but I never ended up using it because the weekend was AWESOME!

Lauren and I woke up early to meet the Alex, our tour guide/friend.

Here he is! He's a student at the American University in Cairo and studies Egyptology too. Dark and mysterious, and a halfie! Egyptian and English.

Then we went off to meet the Kanes! Jules' family is so cute. They're so silly and funny, and it was really fun being an extended part of their family for a couple of days.

And then we headed off for the Great Pyramids! It was about a 45 min drive, but when I got there, I couldn't quite register that I was actually looking at one of the last few Wonders of the World.

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Camels! They weren't actually that pretty at all. Lots of spit.

What was amazing though was that people started to take pictures of US, instead of the pyramids! It was amazing--everywhere we went, people stopped us to take pictures of us because of Jules' and the Kanes' blue eyes and pale skin and my asiannness. They even touched our hair and faces! It was so strange. We could barely get anywhere without being bombarded, and children would come up to us to ask us our names, and little boys would tell us that they love us and miss us. Alex had to be our bodyguard as we moved from pyramid to pyramid, but they would follow us! It's strange thinking that I'm in someone's vacation photo album in Egypt.

Lauren, Mr. Kane, and Jules (especially) being the creator fascination.

Look at all those people! And camels and horses!

Egyptians would hustle the tourists, luring them to take pictures with them by saying it's free, and then asking for money afterwards. They did this to Mr. Kane, but he was like NAHZ. Throughout the weekend, people would do that to us--give us services we don't want (like give us "tours"--or useless information), and then ask for money.

It did cause some funny moments though!

Then we went to the part of town of the Coptic Christians which is a language and a form of Christianity that is completely different from the Western version. It was really quite interesting, but it was forbidden to take pictures in this part of town. We had to go through security to get to it, and a policeman yelled at me for taking a picture. Whoops.

But it's a pretty picture! Worth being reprimanded.

And then we were pooped, so we went to have dinner where we had Koshary, a traditional Egyptian dish made of as many carbs possible--thin pasta, tube pasta, beans, and bits of potato, but DELICIOUS, and Foul, a bean dip, and Tamia, which was like falafel but more flat and wide like a burger patty. Delicious!

Mas manana/plus demain! I need someone to speak spanfranglish with me.