I prefer Cleopatra's....

Nothing new to report, but I figure I should try to start establish a habit of blogging.

Last night, Benkato and I went and had some pretty decent (and more importantly - cheap) pasta over in Zamalek with Luke. We chatted it up with him for a bit, and then headed back to Mohandiseen. Dropped Benkato off in Sphinx Square (which oddly enough is an odd heart-shaped round-about) so he could walk to Trianon to chill with his uncles and their crowd. I decided to head back to the flat, because I was in some desperate need of sleep. Alas, when I got back, I realized that I didn't have my muftah, and thus was locked out. So I grabbed a taxi and headed up to Trianon. I enjoy spending time with Adam's uncles and their friends a lot, but I was pretty tired. We ended up leaving around two, so sleep is still on the to-do list.

This afternoon, Elliott and I met with an AUC sociology professor who will be helping us out with our research. Seems like a very nice lady, and I look forward to hearing all the advice she has.

So, Adam and I, along with another friend from ILI, are headed to Siwa this weekend. It's an oasis in the Western Desert pretty close to Libya that's so isolated that the locals don't even speak Arabic, they speak a very distinct dialect of Berber. It's supposed to be amazing, and the ruins of the Oracle of Amun are at the top of the to-see list. I'll let you know how it goes when we get back, and maybe I'll get around to posting some pictures.

One last thing. Looking at comments on mine and Benkato's blog, I feel I should clear up a misunderstanding. Despite the fact that almost everyone in this city smokes, and walking around is just about as bad as smoking, Benkato and I are both smoke free. It seems several people were confused by a comment on his blog. It was sarcasm people, you should be used to it (Parker, I'm looking at you right now). Anyway, he's way to vain to smoke, as the smell would hide his carefully applied Axe Body Spray.

Just thought I'd let you guys know.

Talk to you Monday.

P.S. - Yesterday Adam and I were mistaken for locals, and some guys drove up to ask for directions. No big deal for him, but I feel that not looking like a tourist for me is a big step.