What!? I went to a country with a United States travel advisory of Level 3: Reconsider Travel? Surely not… Well of course I did!
It all started when I met this beautiful Egyptian girl online. She was the most beautiful woman I ever seen in my entire life and after proof of life, we talked for a few months as boyfriend and girlfriend, the first girlfriend of my adult life, there was no choice, I had to visit her!
My mother was the only one who knew I was going at first, I told my brother, but he didn’t believe me because I never really leave the house, let alone the city, state, or country.
So, I caught a plane to Paris, where the French ripped me off for a sandwich. I was pretty impressed with the airport though, so many people speaking different languages. I was chilling near my gate and was completely shocked as I was next to the Korean Airlines and saw the flight attendants. I only saw them in k-dramas, so I didn’t think they were real, but boy was I wrong…
I finally landed in Egypt in the wee hours of the morning. After I got my visa and stamp, a man comes up to me and says I’m an Egyptian Policeman, I was like ohh buddy here we go. They proceed to check my passport and everything in my bags, this was my first time outside of the United States and I had no mishaps in Paris, so it seemed weird because I was the first person they pulled to the side. After asking me ton of questions about why I’m visiting, he passed me off to another guy, who passed me off to yet another guy, who took me to the tourism counter.
I exchanged $200 USD for like 9000+ Egyptian Pounds and then tried to get a sim card for my phone as it wasn’t working, which I expected, only to find out it was not unlocked, smh… Anyways, the tourism counter proceeds to rip me off by calling me a taxi for $30 USD. I tipped the guy who was helping me the whole time in the airport 200 Egyptian Pounds and hopped in the taxi only to realize my driver didn’t speak english. So, he pops out Google Translate and introduces himself, but I started to raise my eyebrows, because the translation was like God be willing we make it there, God be with us, I don’t think you realize how scary something like that sounds at 3am in the morning. Anyways, I said nice to meet you too, thinking he was just very religious like my Grandmother. We make it to the hotel with no issues and I tip the driver 400 Egyptian Pounds and he looked like the happiest dude in the world.
That morning I finally met her, the woman of my dreams, my Egyptian Goddess. The pictures and videos did not do her justice!
“I can’t believe you are real!?” – Egyptian Goddess
“I can’t believe it either!?” – Me
We spent the first day playing video games at a shop, bowling, walking around some mall, and just talking. It was absolutely great!
On day two, we headed to the National Museum of Egyptian Civilization, we got to the entrance and she realized she didn’t have her id, which apparently she needed to get in, and she started to feel bad. I wasn’t too worried about it anyway, because I only came to Egypt to see one thing, her. So, we just chilled on the bench out front watching traffic go by and talking for hours.
Day Three, the final day, we headed back to the Museum and paid 50 Egyptian Pounds for her and 500 for me and we looked at absolutely everything. I was amazed at how knowledgeable she was about various items there.
“What are you looking at? You are supposed to be looking at these items.” – Egyptian Goddess
“I’m looking at the best thing in this entire museum.” – Me
We saw the mummies, you can’t take pictures of them, and I joked with my brother when I got back that I saw our ancestors. We sat at the shop inside and drunk some fruit shakes and decided to risk heading to the Pyramids. We didn’t make it in time before they closed, but I got to see them from afar, and also saw the Nile River in passing.
While riding there, the traffic was absolutely crazy. I noticed it the previous day sitting outside the Museum, but near those Pyramids, you got cars, bikes, horses, camels, and people walking all on the same road, the situation was wild.
Leaving the pyramids we headed to some bazaar that had shops for miles and walked around, got lost, bought some souvenirs, and then I headed back to the hotel to get ready to head back to the United States.
“I’m trying not to cry…” – Egyptian Goddess
I hugged her like three final times and hopped in the uber headed to the airport.
Where I went through five various security checks to get to the gate, yeah trust me, you better not try anything at the Egyptian airport.
She treated me so well, I never had anyone treat me like that in my entire life, yeah I actually cried myself when I left the airport.
While I was there everyone thought I was Egyptian, which was a little funny, because they were shocked when I asked if they could speak English, because I couldn’t understand what they were saying. Though I have been teaching my Arabic, I guess I could blend in, in multiple countries because even in the States everyone thinks I’m Hispanic and just comes up to me talking in Spanish, though I have taught myself a little of that as well. I’ve learned nodding your head can get you very far.
Anyways, after I got back to the States, my Goddess slowly started pulling away from me… So, we just decided to be friends. I regret nothing, I had the best time of my life and would absolutely 100% do it again!
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