Cairo Day 1
This was all typed on my phone at 4am. So spelling, grammar and logic have been thrown out the window. Anyway…
Woke up at normal time, packed a blue pen (foreshadowing) and had the gf drive steve and I to the airport as her birthday present. Also I gave Friel (a bonus roommate that is crashing on our couch for a few weeks, and as far as I can tell is undergoing a physiological study on how much easy Mac a post collegiate male Can consume) a standing ovation before we left. He deserved it, it was Friday after all. Oh, also found our hat there was a suicide bombing a few countries over that killed 80 people in retaliation for OBL being killed. Wonderful.
We Met up with the rest of the crew at Logan airport. A good group, 10 of us in all. 7 males, 3 females
At this point, a friend in the armed services had commeted a a Facebook status of mine, and subsequently messaged me, to tell me to give him a call if needed a quick translation while was getting robbed a d that he was Leary ongoing to Egypt without body armor And a high powered automatic weapon, and congratulated me on my testicular size, and informed that I should not trust anyone, and that I would more than likely be forced to defend the honor of the females in our group on more than one occasion. Wonderful.
We jetted off to JFK, landing around 1:30, to find out that more rioting was taking place in cairo. Wonderful. Our next flight loading at 5:40, we had some time to kill. When we went to check in we found that the check in was not open for another hour or so. Splendid. I sat on my carry on, and drained the battery of my phone by checking Facebook, reading rss feeds and listening to some music. After the little sucker died, I opened a book. The tipping point by malcome gladwell, I had heard that he was a sever over generalist, dangerously so, and wanted to see what it was all about. Plus the roots named an album after the book, so, I guess it might have something going for it, right? (note the roots also have an album named “phrenology”, so my previous statement is invalid)
Eventually, we got to check in! I was the first, in a silly Move on my part, I checked in independently of Steve, thereby screwing myself out of a Lounge Pass that 9 of the other guests got, as well as not sitting next to steve (he seems like a gassy plane rider, I don’t know why, but he just does, so, I was ok with this)
After asking around from a few people that had clipboards that made them look empowering and important, we were told that there was no way that I could get a free Lounge Pass. Remember the blue pen? It came in handy, as I turned the “1” on Steve’s Lounge Pass to a “2”. Our group entered all at once handing the attendant at the lounge all of the passes at the same time, I was able to shuffle in unnoticed. Wonderful.
Free Hennessy and Food. Wonderful. Got to know the rest of group a bit as we sat around a shot the shit for a few hours. Once a again, a good group.
We then meandered towards our loading gate, and boarded. I got on the plane and found to my deligt that I had both my own tv, but also a USB port so that I could charge my phone.
I played some paperboy, solitaire, and read some more of the book. He first few chapters about about syphilis in baltimore and hush puppies sneakers. Wonderful.
Suddenly I was asked “fish or chicken”. I correctly went with chicken. It was surprisingly good. Some nice spice.
They also gave me a bag with: headphones A sleeping mask a toothbrush The cutest smallest tube of toothpaste from Thailand! Socks..?
At this point started fidgeting with the tv thing in front of me. It had like 10 individual tv episodes from the us and middle east. An instant messenger program, where you can send chats to various seats troughot he plane (I tired 10-15 seats at random to see if I could find steve, but got nowhere. So I started looking the movies, where I found the acclaimed nic cage film “National Treasure”, where I think, someone is trying to steal the declaration of independence. (why not just ask Destiny’s Child for it, right?)
And thats where you find me now, somewhere over the atlantic, typing away on my phone, hahaha, nice cage just said “have their entrails cut out and burned!”. I have no idea what is going on in this movie. Wonderful.
