I guess I'll just start this post with this: my best friend is a really good guy. There aren't a lot of people who will fly 16 hours and then some to bring you Girl Scout cookies.
My friend from America's dad has a branch of his company located here in Cairo. For spring break, he and his dad flew out here. While I spent the week taking exams, he went on his own Egyptian adventures (selfies with a camel included). Then on Thursday, my two worlds collided.
One of the weirdest things about being an exchange student is my life. My everyday life is normal to me now, but it's weird and foreign to my friends and family 7,744 miles away. My parents have never met my friends. My friends haven't met my parents. My parents haven't met my parents. (Try and figure that one out). While this adventure is forever going to be a part of my life and is currently changing it forever, everything here in Egypt is like an entirely different life. For most of you, my experience is what you read on this blog. This blog is the only insight into my life in Egypt you have.
Thursday, Etch A Sketch and I went to City Stars, as usual. This time, we were joined by my good friend, Husain. We walked around, hung out, and got some dinner. It felt normal, but the thing is, it wasn't normal. I'm really close to Husain and I'm really close to Etch A Sketch, but Etch A Sketch has never met Husain. Husain had never been to City Stars and Merna didn't know any of the people me and Husain talked about.
I am Hannah Montana. I have two lives. They came together... and the world didn't explode.
Friday (today), after ASMUN, I went with Husain and his dad to the pyramids, where we watched a sound and light show. This made it even weirder, because city stars has an American vibe, but speaking Arabic to the car driver and driving through Cairo and seeing the effing pyramids was intense. I mean, my best friend is in Egypt. I'm in Egypt. This is all real.
The light and sound show was awesome. I enjoy Egyptian history. I wish I could learn more, but the bits and pieces I get are great. The pyramids, as always are astounding. They are big and beautiful and old. They took 3 million stones, some weighing 30 tons, carried by 100,000 men. Husain thinks aliens built them, but I disagree. I think the pyramids are proof that humans can do anything with determination and teamwork.
That's all I have for this blog post. I hope you enjoyed it. I am the luckiest human being on the planet.
I will have another post up soon, but until then:
Learn something today.
Byeeeee
Corie.
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