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ok so i dont really have much news to tell you except work is me being swamped with a lot of reading and learning. And i know people have been complaining that i'm too optimistic and just giving the sugar coated side of my life. This is not true. I honestly am very happy and take every endeavor as an opportunity to mature, learn, and gain a story in which i can share with you all. So the way i look at things is they are only temporary so i just gotta wait it out till its over and then thats it, its over. But if you guys must know for the last 3 days i have been sick, with something i'm not sure what it is. The symptoms are like a ridiculous headache. You know that kind of headache where it hurts when you blink or when you touch your hair....as well i have had a lot of pain in my stomach which causes me to have no appetite, so i essentially havent really eaten anything in about 3 days, but time to think positively. I am saving a lot of money on not buying food, and its really doing wonders on my figure :P. Anyway dont cry for me Argentina for it will pass soon and it hasnt stopped me from going to work, which means its not that bad...now for the happy stuff.

So my last few taxi experiences have been AWESOME. and i really mean it in fact i'll tell you guys about the last 3 taxi experiences of mine...

Taxi Experience #1: So i need to go to my Arabic tutor who lives somewhere in Heliopolis so i get a taxi and its like the oldest man on earth who is driving the taxi. I think to myself "this is going to be something i can tell..." so i get in i say "Meedan Heliopolis, shayrah Montaza" he yells at me "HA DAR HA DAR!" (OK! OK!) and i sit down and he go. This guy is honking at everyone, and i mean literally everyone. Whether they are in the way or if they mistakenly got into his field of vision he honks. Then he asked me my name (i wont put all of it in arabic because i dont think you guys care and its annoying to try and type it) i say accidentally "Andrew". Why was this a mistake? two reasons, one because Andrew is an American name and i dont want him to know i am America so he can charge me more for this ride. What i should have said was Androus (An-drowess) or Andros (An-dross), and second because he probably has no idea what that means and will get it wrong anyway...the second reason happened. he goes (not even kidding on this one) "eh? Hamtaro?" i go, "NO!* andrew" (same mistake...) and he goes "Antaro?" i go "yes Antaro, Ismi Antaro" so he laughs and starts singing a song in arabic. The song is very basic and translates to "What are you up to Antaro? No no no not like that" and he continues to sing like that every once in awhile honking and stopping when someone cuts him off. OH! ok so get this, whenever someone cut him off he speeds up next to them and goes "hold on let me get behind you so i can hit you!" and then the driver goes "no leave me alone" and then my taxi driver just laughs and starts singing his song again." so we get to my destination and he drops me off and then tells me where he lives and says if i ever need a taxi driver come there and he will take me wherever" And that was awesome. It was awesome because generally Taxi drivers dont talk except to ask about the directions.

Taxi driver #2: This one was similar to the first in that we talked a lot. We start driving back to my place and he starts talking to me asking me things like where i work and eventually it comes up that i am from america. he starts asking about america and i tell him the limited things i can say like "the people in egypt are better than the people from america" in that egyptian culture is much better and people here are much kinder. In America people go out of their way on the streets toaviod eye contact in fear that they might have to interact with that person, in egypt you cant go down the street without making eye contact with everyone because they look for it to be able to say hello how are you. anyway so he has a cd player in his taxi and asks if i understand any of what it is, and he turns on the loudest spanish rap i had ever heard in my life. I couldnt hear anything else except for the spanish rap and i guess he thought it was american just because he didnt understand it. So we listen to this spanish rap all the way to my place and he is asking me if i'v been to the museum or to this place or that and i havent so he gave me his mobile number and said he will take me there if i ever wanted. His name was Mohammed Abdul (very common) so we'll see maybe i will probably i wont to be honest...

Taxi driver #3: this isnt so much a story as it is my stupidity. The reason is because i need to learn how to keep my american-ness a secret when getting into a taxi because they'll take advantage of me :'(. So haha i blew it the second i got into the taxi. I get in i tell him where i want to go and by some odd reason there was a seatbelt in the taxi. To let you know there are never seatbelts in taxis, so i instinctly start putting it on when i realize "oh no! i've fallen for his american trap" and sure enough i look at him with a face full of horror and he just smiles at me and we drive...haha it was like out of a movie i'll show you the literal faces we both had...ok well my mouth wasnt open quite that much but that other guys face is what the taxi driver looked like.

so how did i get out of this perdicament? haha it was quite simple when we got to my destination i gave him the money all nonchalant like and walked off before he could finish counting it all. Was this the cowardice route? perhaps but its not like i didnt give him enough its just i didnt want to get into an arguement, i dont like them so if i can help it i'll avoid them

so those were my experiences with taxi drivers. Anyway this post was lame but hopefully entertaining in some way. Hopefully i feel better and can think straight...God Bless everyone!!!!!

I hoe Joe got to read this...


*oh yeah, the reason i responded in such a way to the name "Hamtaro" is because of stupid victor and nictor giving it to me. hahaha i'm not reall angry about it or anything but basically whenever we would play a game and we had to chose named i put down "Amdrew" with an m because i dont know it was different i guess. anyway then Nic started calling me "Hamdrew" which is funny in itself but then of course Mr. Vic comes along and does his thing to tweak and do whatever he does to words and comes up with "Hamtaro" which leads to a greeting such as "OH HELLO HAMMY HAMMY HAMTARO" or something like that. hahaha i guess i thought if i lived in egypt i would never have to deal with that name but i guess i'm stuck with it. ps. I love Vic and Nic