Monday, January 25, 2010

Egypt 2010!

The sphynx and pyramids! I went inside a pyramid... It's all rock. Hahaa

Yes that's a baby crocodile on my head


I write this as I sit on the top deck on the River Nile cruise we’ve been on for a couple of days now. The wind in Egypt is surprisingly chilly today, even though yesterday it was a sweltering 30 degrees. IT was soo hot that I think my brain expanded and couldn’t contract for the next few hours, leaving me with a throbbing headache and a runny nose.

Egypt is EXTREMELY exciting. How so you might ask?

1) There are NO traffic rules in Egypt. The only one the guide suggested was, when it’s a red light, you go. When it’s a green light, you go faster. There are no lanes whatsoever. I never thought I’d see a city road with no car lanes! And signalling is practically redundant because the horning never stops. People just horn for every single reason, whether it’s to say ‘hey move faster’ or ‘hey there’s a cat on the street’ or ‘hey, my horn sounds cool’. They just NEVER stop horning. So can you imagine how my mum and I crossed the road? IT took us a full 5 minutes to make our way across a couple of large roads without getting killed!

2) Touts are EVERYWHERE. We get the same phrase said to us about 200 times a day which goes somewhat like this:

‘Hello, Japanese?’ –no- ‘Chinese?’ – no- ‘Korean?’ –no-

Or some helpful stranger will kindly help you cross the road or point you in the right direction, but not actually bring you to where you wanna go before pulling you to their shop or their father’s shop or their brother’s wife’s nephew’s friend’s shop. I think my mum and I have been pulled into these kind of shops about 3 times in 2 days. I must say though, they are extremely hospitable by nature. Not that it’s always about the sales. But because of all the ripping off that goes about, tourists aren’t brave enough to trust them, which is the sad part about this awesome country. Prices they quote you are about 10 times more than what the goods are worth. However, I did get a couple of free perfume bottles because the guy was really nice. I think we were supposed to tip him or at least return the favour by buying something, but I’m thick skinned enough to not fall into this social pressure and just accept the gift without reciprocating. Well, I did let the guy kiss my hands and cheeks like 200 times though.

3) There’re LOADS of funny animals in Egypt! I got to ride a camel (yes, it was quite pricey, $14 for 10minutes of ass wobbling walking) But it was SO fun. I would do it again without hesitation. I would even take the camel around the pyramids if I could!! It was that fun. Because camels are SO tall, you really get a different view of everything around you. I also got to hold a 6 month old baby crocodile! What’s more, I got to put it on my head!! Well, the guy put it on my head. But how cool is that??? And there were adorable kittens an puppies all over. I haven’t seen strays is ages, both in Singapore and in Brisbane. Sad that these little guys were a little scrawny and mangly though.

4) Walking around Cairo or the suburbs of Cairo itself can be exciting on it’s own cos you never know when you may die. Nah I’m kidding. It’s just really different to see confusing alleys, bad sewage and flies in hordes of 100 million at a time.

And of course Egyptian history is fascinating. =)

Sunday, January 03, 2010

New Year!

I was sponging off some random’s wireless internet like how I’ve been guiltily been doing over the past couple of days and decided to start visiting random blogs again just to past time. My grandma’s staying for a week, meaning that I’m not to leave the house when she’s at home because it’s just better to have someone with her just in case. Honestly, I almost wanted to shoot myself, the day dragged on like a slow loris on the freaking PIE. I swear, lethargy can hit you like a flu man.. It should be classified as a disease and not a state of mind.

Anyways, blog hopping has been awfully boring ever since I went over to Brisbane because the only blogs I read are the ones of those close to me for the purpose of keeping updated with their lives. And the limited internet quota concept of Brisbane is by far the most ridiculous thing a first world country/continent can still have in place. Come on man! Internet ain’t THAT precious, why are you charging us $1/GB?? (If you actually counted the amount of data you used each day, you’d be surprised). Anyways, back to the blog hopping, I was reading Oily’s girlfriend’s blog, and boy is she brilliant. (Credit to oily for having one of those artsy type girlfriends) Btw, darrell if you’re reading this, sorry but I couldn’t help but share her brilliance! (Wah… now don’t let your head get so big ok)

She wrote this piece of poetry, here’s just a paragraph which I found to be so apt, well thought and perfectly expressed:

Forgive my imprudence, but
Would it be wrong to say that my love for you,
Is like the ebb and flow of the tide?
Sometimes it retreats and other times it overwhelms,
Teeming and frothing,
Volatile yet cold?

Wow.

It appropriately described the feeling of, well, I wouldn’t use the word love, but more of the ‘generic’ feelings one has for her partner. I wouldn’t know if this were to make sense to a guy, because as a girl I know this definitely sounds like how I feel sometimes. Blame it on our fickle minds, blame it on our bloody pain-in-the-ass hormones fluctuating all the time, but face it guys, girls are like that. I bet the term love-hate was coined by a girl. Isn’t it amazing? Just think of it, how two contradicting feelings can exist in one at the same instant.

I stopped blogging like that for a while now. Lately it’s all just picture updates, random quirks or bimbo entries so that readers don’t get bored of self-indulgent ramble. I know I hate it when I see long wordy posts.

But screw it.

My linguistic capability is screwed up enough already, not getting to write proper non-scientific essays for the rest of my life isn’t helping as well. I’ve gotten so used to writing Psyc essays which have sentences not running for more than 15 words at a time (Including citations). Not to mention that I’ve always been the geeky sciency one in the family, unlike my mum and sister who were fully fledged, non mathematical arts students throughout their lives. Blogging used to be the time I get to reflect and pen it all down because writing is just too slow.

All right then. I’ve decided that I’m going to go back to THINKING and writing again. My brain has been stale for far too long.