In the seven hours that I’ve been in Bangkok I’ve had lunch, cut my hair, gotten a massage, bought contacts, had linner, and purchased tickets outta town. At 6pm we board a bus to Koh Tao for 4 days of PADI lessons.
Here are a few more Things I Learned About Egypt:
•Every other man is named Ahmed. Those that are not are either Mohammed, Ali, or Islam.
•Don’t eat the falafel from the Egyptian-fast-food chain GAD. Weeks later I still feel sick thinking about those sandwiches.
•Laws of the road are really just suggestions. Highway lane markings exist purely for decoration.
•You can ride in the passageway between cars if a train is sold out, but you’ll pay more for that privilege than you would for a seat itself.
•Many men have marks on their foreheads that look like Ash Wednesday ash. These are scars from prostrating in prayer thousands of times over the years.
•No adult wears shorts. None. It’s jeans/khakis and super tacky tee shirts or plaid dress shirts all year round. Oh, and tacky shoes.
•You can get away with many things, but drinking beer on a felucca near Luxor (the police raided our boat) and getting a student price without a student ID (they are marvelously and universally strict about this) are not among them.