As I sit down to post about my final days in Cairo, I can't help but think, "Whoa, did that really happen? Did I really go to that swanky party on that luxury Nile cruiser with those hoity-toity Egyptian celebrities?" Yes, I did. And it was really strange but fun all the same.
An explanation...
We look like we belong there, right?
Clark hates parties like this and I love them. The food is always delicious and everyone else is slightly tipsy and "OH SO HAPPY TO MEET YOU!" Good times. This particular boat (besides being full of food and drunk people) had several beautiful rooms, where you would stay if you were to charter the boat.
The theme of the master bedroom was based on King Farouk of Egypt who was overthrown in the Revolution of 1952. Egypt now has a President instead of a ruling King.
They had a rug made out of one King Farouk's letters to his mother. I want one.
Believe it or not, he actually does belong here.
This was the Napoleon bedroom.
With a Rosetta Stone rug! I want of these too.
It was a beautiful night to be out on the Nile.
Trying to blend in...
My mouth is watering as I remember the mini lamb chops... the kofta... the mini creme brulees, so small you could eat 50 of them. Mmmmmmmm.
The host's wife was a former Swiss model- you know, just like all the other former models I meet back at home. Remind me not to stand next to former models... ever.
And the celebrity of the evening was the KING OF EGYPT! He lives in exile of course, in Switzerland I think. But he is the pretender to the throne... if there was a throne for him to assume.
We talked about diaper brands, how to remove grass stains, Dora the Explorer, you know. His Majesty and I, we're tight.
These were some Egyptian actors and pop stars. I was too shy to talk to them. One of them was in a movie with Orlando Bloom.
So there you have it. One week ago I was nibbling on sushi at this party. Now I'm back at home and from the smell filling my nostrils, I can tell that the dog pooped in the living room... again.
2 comments:
Super cute pictures of you and Clark. But I'm on his side, those parties aren't any fun except when I get to read about it on your blog.
Can I just say that I think you are MUCH prettier than the former model?
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