First published January 2, 2009
I think we slept a total of 12 hours before realizing that the breakfast hours for the hotel were almost over. (Sleep is very good by the way in a new location so we were grateful for it.) We bounded out of bed and zipped downstairs to catch the last few minutes of their continental breakfast offerings. This wouldn't have been a big deal except we have no idea where another restaurant is so we thought we should sieze the moment. We entered a smoke-filled room with one man reading a newspaper in the corner and another sitting near the front smoking a cigarette. Our little family sat down and waited to see what would happen next. There was no obvious process so we were looking around for cues.
Our waiter smiled at us and asked us if we wanted breakfast. We nodded yes. He then asked us if we wanted coffee, tea or turkish tea. We answered Turkish tea. Frankly, we had no idea what that would involve, but hey we're in Egypt so why not be adventurous?
He brought us a basket of breadsticks with jams, cream cheese and butter. Also on a plate was a boiled egg for each of us. Aria said, "Hey, it's better than the Toast Bar we had at that one hotel in Missouri..." We prayed giving God thanks for the food, the hotel, kind strangers, our safe travels and praying friends.
We ate and then started thinking about getting a couple bottles of water so we could brush our teeth upon return. It was 3.50 Egyptian pounds which is about 60 cents American if my math serves me right--which it rarely does not so don't count this as accurate.
During the meal we began setting small goals for ourselves for today. 1) Find a blowdryer that works with 220 electricty; 2) Find a diet Coke outside the hotel 3) Find our way back to the hotel after walking around or at least be able to hail a taxi who knows where the hotel is...small steps. As wise friends counseled, "This is a marathon, not a sprint."
So now John is digging through suitcases trying to set up a mock ironing board to try and get some of the wrinkles out of our clothes after us using those fabulous space bags that conserve so much space. What they don't tell you is that the wrinkles are pretty well permanent until washing. Oh, yeah. We'll need a washer, too. One thing at a time, Pam. One thing at a time.
He brought us a basket of breadsticks with jams, cream cheese and butter. Also on a plate was a boiled egg for each of us. Aria said, "Hey, it's better than the Toast Bar we had at that one hotel in Missouri..." We prayed giving God thanks for the food, the hotel, kind strangers, our safe travels and praying friends.
We ate and then started thinking about getting a couple bottles of water so we could brush our teeth upon return. It was 3.50 Egyptian pounds which is about 60 cents American if my math serves me right--which it rarely does not so don't count this as accurate.
During the meal we began setting small goals for ourselves for today. 1) Find a blowdryer that works with 220 electricty; 2) Find a diet Coke outside the hotel 3) Find our way back to the hotel after walking around or at least be able to hail a taxi who knows where the hotel is...small steps. As wise friends counseled, "This is a marathon, not a sprint."
So now John is digging through suitcases trying to set up a mock ironing board to try and get some of the wrinkles out of our clothes after us using those fabulous space bags that conserve so much space. What they don't tell you is that the wrinkles are pretty well permanent until washing. Oh, yeah. We'll need a washer, too. One thing at a time, Pam. One thing at a time.
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