marriage?

So last weekend I was exploring Cairo, doing a bit of wandering on a Friday afternoon minding my own business. My circle of knowing where the hell I am in Cairo is slowly but surely increasing, along with it my sense of freedom and independence. Kent was great to have around. He knew everything about Cairo, every nook and cranny, the fastest way from one area to another. But I never really had the chance to explore for myself. So away we went. Walking past Madan Talat Harb (a roundabout near our apartment) I was approached by a rather normal looking Egyptian, obviously a working man. He asked where I was from. Upon hearing I was from the U.S., he immediately started talking about his beautiful 20 year old sister. He promised me she was a fantastic house wife perfect for me in every way, every few seconds letting out "Yankee doodle dandy." I was at a complete loss for words. No idea what to say, how to gracefully refuse his sister's hand in marriage, all the while he's yelling Yankee doodle dandy. After smiling and nodding my way out of that, i enjoyed the rest of my exploring.

This weekend, off to Dahab for a weekend of fun in the sun. Looking forward to some world class snorkeling in the Red Sea.