After finding out that I actually have a five day weekend for Egyptian armed forces day, I spontaneously planned an entire trip to Istanbul (not Constantinople) by myself. YES, by myself. Everyone should calm down, though, because my hotel has arranged for my airport pickup, and I will be touring the old city and going on a four-hour cruise on the Black Sea with a tour group. I will also be going to a Turkish bath (sounds sketchy, I know) to sit in a hot tub the day after I arrive. Getting away from Egypt and experiencing another culture will improve my morale and bolster my ability to get by for the next two and a half months in Egypt. Hopefully I will get there and back with no problems (worries which plague my restless mind).
Planning this escape was the highlight of my week, and now the complaining will commence:
The reason that I have not written a blog entry for a few days is that there have been rolling blackouts across the city. Somehow, the outages screwed up the server so that I was not able to get online until a few hours after the power went back on. Even the entire AUC campus was blacked out for two hours, which made it very difficult for me to retrieve an essay that I sent to myself by e-mail. Thus, I barely made the deadline. (The teacher for that class is a psycho, and she most likely would not have considered the blackouts an excuse.)
Lack of sleep has also been a problem for me, because I barely got to rest last weekend, and I have been subsisting on five to six hours of sleep a night for the last two weeks. I literally felt like I was going to pass out in class on Wednesday. Therefore, I made the decision to opt out of an excursion to Mt. Sinai and St. Catherine's monastery. I learned that we would be leaving Thursday night on an overnight bus trip that would then drop us off at St. Catherine's, and later at 2:00 am we would start the two to three hour hike up the mountain to see the sunrise. I was really looking forward to this trip. However, my health is most important to me, and I thought about the sleep that I have already lost, plus the two nights I probably would not sleep on that trip, plus the two days of school that would follow, and then add on the four days in Istanbul. Also, for those of you who know me, I am not a hiker and I was not ready to re-enact my own private version of Troop Beverly Hills in the middle of the night in the Egyptian desert. All of these factors were part of my decision, and I don't regret it. The timing was just not right, though it is disappointing that I couldn't go.
Other complaints that I will keep brief:
1) No hot water for the last week and half. Though this problem is undermined by the fact that the temperature continues to be in the upper 90's.
2) I ordered a lunch that I thought would be a platter of falafel, ful (refried beans), eggs, and french fries only to discover that the meal was all of those items squished into a pita. It was truly revolting.
3) My bus driver didn't feel like running the 2:00p.m. route from school, so I had to wait another hour to go home.
4) The travel office at AUC could not even help me figure out how to arrange transport from my apartment to the Cairo airport for Tuesday.
Highlights that are worth mentioning (to counterbalance the complaints):
1) At the CSA (expat community center) I enjoyed a pasta dinner with WINE on Wednesday. The wine was truly delicious, but then I remembered that I had to walk all the way back to my apartment in the heat. Perhaps it was not the best idea, but it was a little slice of heaven.
2) I am about to sign up for a Thanksgiving trip with the CSA to the Bahariya oasis (a resort area) and the White desert. According to the brochure, the trip includes a bedouin night, swimming, a Thanksgiving party, a safari in the desert, and watching the sunset on a mountain that I don't have to climb. The price is reasonable for a three day trip, so I think that I will sign up.
3) I'm a rockstar in my Arabic class. This is probably because I am one of the only people who does homework, but I feel good about outshining people from better ranked institutions. It just goes to show that it doesn't matter where you go to school, it's what you make of it. Also, it shows that Lawrence is a first class institution of higher education, even if it does not have a widespread reputation.
4) Egypt turns the clocks back for "fall back" on October 1st, so I gained an hour of sleep this weekend.
That's about it for now. I have assuaged my guilt about not keeping up my blog, and now I will go to sleep. Goodnight.
OMG YES! Go to Istanbul. Try all the wonderful food they have there, including some Lokoum! Go to Uskudar for me, like it says in the song- have you heard that song? Uskadara guider iken, aldi da bir yagmur... never mind :) Go to the beautiful cathedrals and synagogues of Istanbul, and the Hagia Sophia, and yes, the hammam. I think it will be wonderful for you. Also, try some yogurt! Yogurt was invented in Turkey :)
ReplyDeleteI definitely know what you mean about needing a break! Travel in any foreign country, even WITH my family, was always overwhelming at times. Conserve your health! Stay well and chipper. Get some Turkish cloth from the shops, and when you look at the lovely Bosphoros Straits from the view of Uskudar, think of me :)
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ReplyDeletemy mouth is watering.. thinking of the wonderful sweets you will be eating in Istanbul.. when I first came to Lawrence, people asked me if I was Turkish.. that's why I learned Turkish songs. And then I went to a Turkish restaurant in Indiana and discovered that Turkish food was delicious, and began eating Lokoum and Halvah and Falooda and Baklava and all the wonderful sweets as well...
ReplyDeleteHere is the song Uskudara Gider-Iken (Going to Uskudar).
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SymcEAeYGOw
Translation:
On the way to Uskudar, rain came down, it really did.
The clerk I love wears a frock coat with its long skirt muddied.
I guess he is just up from sleep: his eyes are still languid.
That clerk is mine -- I am his -- that's no one else's business.
It looks so lovely on my clerk, that frock coat with trousers.
Going to Uskudar, I found a kerchief dropped by him.
And I filled my kerchief with Turkish delight to the brim ...
Looking for that clerk of mine, I found myself right by him.
That clerk is mine -- I am his -- that's no one else's business.
It looks so lovely on my clerk, that starched shirt of his.
Ari,
ReplyDeleteYou are the best writer! You make me laugh out loud. Your anecdotes are so entertaining! I know your experiences are frustrating when you are going through them, but they do make for great reading for all of us fans back home. You are our rock star, Ari!