Of bakeries, ice cream and kisses...

I have no internet at the moment. This is due to the fact that internet here is weird. Everyone in one area is on one connection. So, when they have enough new people they disconnect the internet add the new people and then speed up the connection. Once that is done, they reconnect the internet. It really really sucks because it means I have to come to a sketchy internet cafe jut to tell people that I'm not going to be on because of the lack of internet goodness at the house. So, this is going to be a few days worth of stuff.

I've been sick the last few days. Due to the food being strange. This has limited my going out and adventuring alot seeing as how for almost a week I was living in the bathroom of my aunt' apartment. To make it even better, my brother had the same thing I did. So we had to share said washroom. So it always worked out that we would need to use it at the same time. This meant that one of us had to wait while the other was in there. That person who did the waiting was me. I'm going to say that the waiting made me get better faster. He's still sick and I'm not. Wooohooo!!!!

So once I was better I was out of the house. First on the list was to visit one of my favorite places here. Its a rather dreamy place. This place is a bakery called Venice Bakery. My mom grew up dowm the street from this place and went there everyday for breakfast. And it was/is tradition for me to get breakfast from there when I'm here. Tragically I can't go everyday. So, I buy enough to last me a week and make it a weekly adventure. It smells so good inside this place. Not only does it smell good, you get to try everything that makes the place smell so yummy. So as you are standing around the people who work there give you a piece of everything. I know its a marketing thing and it works becaues I can't pass up free food. Especially good free food. So, when I went there I made sure that I hadn't eaten anything before hand. And had bakery food for lunch. Yum...

Then it wa off to my second favorite place which was just across the street. Itwas another bakery. Not a bakery of breads and such but a bakery of sweets that are traditional to here. Sadly, I didn't have any of that stuff. I had ice cream. But its not like the ice cream like in Canada. Its made from homemade yogurt. It was awesome. After that it was off to home for me. Where I spent the rest of my Friday.

Saturday I was hoping would be a home day. My cousin had a final that day. We were planning on going to the bazaar street in the early evening with her boy. Tragically boy was late and we didn't want to go but went anyways. We left the house at 9:30pm. Boy was an hour and a half late. Then he promptly got lost on the way there. What should have been a 25 minute drive turned into 2 hours because he didn't know the way. Then he went to find a friend to help him find the place, his friend didn't know the way either. Joy....When we got there we went to a little cafe and had something cold to drink. Which turned my stomach a bit. We sat there for an hour then it was off to home. While we were sitting there enjoying our drinks, people were coming up to us trying to sell some stuff or to jut plain beg for money. Things they were selling were small packets of klennex, necklaces, wallets, henna tattoos and bongs. It was funny. One lady came by with her daughter and put peanuts on our table and then proceeded to beg for money. This lady was a professional begger you could tell because she brought her daughter and was milking it for all it was worth. But you could see under her beggar clothes some jewllery that she was wearing. It was funny. Anyways, as we were sitting there, she got her daughter to blow kisses. First to my brother then to me then to the boy and the friend he had went to to ask for directions. Then the kid came back to me and wouldn't stop. We all thought it was funny and gave the lady 1 pound, which is alot here. My brother on the other had gave her 10. He didn't realize the mistake he made. Because beggars here talk. So the lady left, told all the other beggars and they all proceeded to come. We were bombarded. Not fun. Took us an hour just to extract ourselves from the cafe. My brother got a talking to from me. And then this part made me mad, my cousins boy and his friend decided that they needed to do this as well. So once they were done, I was like punks he knows already. Then I told boy he was taking us home because he was really rude and disrespectful to people that he had just met. Took the boy an hour to find the way home. As you can tell I am not impressed with this boy. My cousin wants to marry him. She's 19 and he's 21. She's changes her personality when she' with him to something she's not. It drives me up the wall. He is horrible to her. He get frustrated when she forgets something, or when she doesn't understand something he's talking about. I seriously must have driven him up the wall with my broken arabic. Anyways, after the night was over my aunt asked me what I thought of said boy so I told her. She was happy that I told her what I thought and she's hoping my cousin will grow up and realize that the first boy who looks at her doesn't really mean its the guy she's going to marry. My grandma on the other hand thinks he's a gift from God and happy that he wants to marry my cousin. I'm hoping for the growing up part myself.

Sunday was a day with my uncle. Went to his house for the afternoon and had lunch. His granddaughter fell in love with me. They were all shocked by such a thing. She normally doens't take to anyone who isn't her mother. But she was all over me. This made my grandma realize that I attract kids well because my other cousin did the same thing. My grandma got made at me for studying forensics and said I should get a job with children. Anyways, I left my uncles house practically after I ate. There were multiple reasons for this. One, aunt's husband was leaving for Saudi Arabia and I wante to say bye to him. Two, my mom was gonna call in 15 minutes. And three, I don't like my uncle's wife or his eldest daughter overly much. They both insist on laughing at my broken accented Arabic. Which I find annoying because it is difficult for me to make sene sometimes and when you laugh it makes things worse. So I pulled an eat an run thingy. I'll get to see my uncle again on Sunday. I'm excited for that.

Today was another adventure filled day. I rode a micro bus, then the metro so as to get to the Museum. I got to see mummies today. So much fun. Tragically no pictures. I seriously think the police here are thinking that I am going to blow something up. THey took my camera away from me this time. Gave my a number and said I could pick it up on my way out. Sad because there was so much cool stuff inside and so many things that we did that were picture worthy. Like my coffin climbing. I took a nap in a coffin. It was so hard not to. Probably one of the more comfortable places that I have fallen asleep too. Ohhh I forgot to mention. It only cost me 2 Egyptian pounds to get in. I was able to get in for the Egyptian price. Tragic for my brother though. It cost him 50 Egyptian pound to get in. The guard said if he spoke arabic he could get in for cheap. Tragically he doesn't I was saddened by this. Here's hoping that the next place we go will be like your parents are Egyptian then so are you. But yes, I spent 5 hours in the museum and have only 2 pictures to show of it. But for all anyones knows I could have taken those 2 anywhere because they are outside. Le sigh....

Last night, I some how acquired 11 mosquito bites. One of these happen to be on the bottom of my right foot. My grandma and cousin didn't get bit once. I think because its foreign blood that the mosquito's are all like ohh something different and attacking me. My left had is swollen and there is only 2 bite on it. Not impressed at all.

Anyways, I'm out. This place is pure sketch. And the 's' doesn't work at all. I have to pound on it to make it work. So hopefully, I get internet sooner rather then later. Saturday can't come fast enough...