To all you loyal readers, bless you lot, it has become quite clear that this country has surprised, angered and frustrated me on quite some occasions and the happy news is, it doesn't stop. Now, I find it quite a shame that my fashion of figure-hugging clothes is not really Egypt proof. There are women... Continue Reading →
Abra-Abra-Cadabra: A Year in Arabic
The academic year has come to an end. The final exams are today, which I am not attending and there is lunch with a little ceremony and although there is free food involved I am not attending that either. The last few weeks of beach, booze and party hard has completely distracted me from the... Continue Reading →
Can the Real Egypt Please Stand Up?
Since my homey the Helms is very much in the known we get around a lot more then we used to. (F*cking typical that you tend to meet these people towards the end of your stay and not in the first few months but malesh, never mind). A few days ago the Helms took us,... Continue Reading →
She’s not There
Back from the Great Sand Sea and the oasis of Siwa where I spent a magnificently chilled few days with the girls; Anna, Jameela and Helen, who has been at the centre since the second term and has also accompanied us to Cairo a few weeks ago. Fifth to join was Farida, who used to... Continue Reading →
Love and Marriage: The Complications
Marriage is a very big deal in this country and across the Middle East. Many a single woman in her late 20's will experience increasing pressure to fulfil what for many is the reason why she has been put on this planet: being a wife and mother. And although marriage is considered such a milestone... Continue Reading →
Love and Marriage: The Big Do
A few days ago I attended my first Egyptian wedding. It was actually an engagement party, but quite extravagant in its execution, I'm wondering if this can be surpassed on the 'Big Day'. Half of the couple in question, Huda, is our classmate. She is half Austrian with an Egyptian father. We girls, Anna, Jameela,... Continue Reading →
Today’s Youth and What Happens Next in MaSr
I think you' re genuinely getting old when you start complaining about kids today and with 'kids' I don't mean teenagers'. I mean that lot that is about to graduate from uni. I'm telling you, they don't know how to party. The lot I hang out with are good students and good kids in the... Continue Reading →
Dark Fairy Adventures 