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(no subject) [Jan. 6th, 2009|02:22 am]
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MY LUGGAGE ARRIVED! *cheers* And it appears mostly intact, although a few postcards got bent when they crammed them back in. Don't worry, S - your tobacco arrived safely. I'll stick it somewhere until J comes back from Egypt; then I can pass it on to her. (Shisha is incredibly popular in Egypt - I had a couple offers from guys to smoke it with them, but I don't smoke. Still, the pipes are very beautiful, and it seems to be quite the social activity.)

And yes ... my luggage arrived now. Just in case this doesn't show ... my luggage was delivered to my door by the driver at ONE-THIRTY IN THE MORNING.

*sigh* But it's here, and my scarves are here, and my perfume and some other souvenirs are here, so I'm happy. Tired, but happy.

I'm going back to bed now. *loves*
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(no subject) [Jan. 4th, 2009|05:43 pm]
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Quick note - I posted a bunch of photos on my Facebook account, and wrote somewhat detailed captions for them. If you're interested, it's here - and I think it's open for anyone to look at. If you have problems, let me know and I'll see what I can do.
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(no subject) [Jan. 4th, 2009|02:01 pm]
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And we made it home safely. _Long_ flight, and I was exhausted by the time I made it to Seattle - slept most of the drive home lying down in my parents' backseat (aren't they amazing for driving three hours to drop me off and pick me up?!) - but I wasn't nauseous, and for me, that's saying a lot. I guess maybe you can get used to travel?

However, one thing was the same between my trip out and my trip back ...

... they lost my luggage again. The same damn bag.

*sigh*

At least they're going to fly it into Vancouver, and then deliver it to my house. It's supposed to be here today sometime, but they haven't shown up yet ... or they haven't buzzed me, which is not necessarily the same thing, as I discovered when FedEx "delivered" my battery (not).

I am happy to see my parents, and N, and to talk to my sister (well, almost) K. Am I happy to be home, though? ... I don't know. I miss Egypt. It's weird - whenever I finish a vacation, I'm always _so_ glad to be home. By the time the ten days or two weeks or whatever is up, I'm definitely ready to come home. This time? Not so much. I think I could have quite happily stayed in Egypt for another month, except (as I said) for missing my family. I loved it there.

At any rate, I _am_ home, and I have tidied up my place (it was pretty trashed when I left), and I am to go back to work tomorrow. I've looked through the 790 photos I took (I don't have T's yet) and selected the best 110 to make a scrapbook out of (no, I didn't limit myself to 110; that's just how many I really wanted to print). I've signed up for Skype so that I can keep in touch with my cousin S - we became closer this trip, and I don't want to lose that. She's an amazing person, and I'm really glad we were able to spend time together. The videos are d/l onto my computer and ready for editing - I'm going to make a couple of movies. One will be more comprehensive, but I'm going to do one for school too, more information based: the grade seven curriculum covers ancient Egypt, so I'd like to have something I - or other teachers - can use as part of teaching the program.

At some point over the next couple of weeks or so I will type up my travel journal and backdate it for the days I didn't get a chance to post for - and I'd like to write a bit about things I didn't put in there too (since my travel journal was somewhat edited so I could give it to people to read if they wanted to; I kept the more ... uh personal? ... stuff in my private journal). I'll probably backdate it, but I'll keep it under this tag so it's easy to find for those who want to read it. And at some point I'll probably f-lock this all again, just because I prefer my journal f-locked (don't want the kiddies to find it!), but I'm going to leave it open for a bit because I think some of my non-LJ friends are reading this too.

Love (from Canada, now),
C
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(no subject) [Dec. 30th, 2008|11:28 am]
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Today is the first day in Dahab that it's been pretty cloudy - although apparently they get storms in January. The water looks more like it does back home, with grey skies and grey water. Tide is high, though - significantly so. I haven't really noticed a definite high and low tide each day here, but I can see a clear difference now. I'm hoping it clears up this afternoon and evening - my cousins S and J and I are planning to climb Mt. Sinai (where Moses received the ten commandments) tonight so we can see tomorrow's sunrise over the mountain. It's supposed to be beautiful ... if you can see it.

The people here - like most I've encountered elsewhere in Egypt - are really friendly. (Not just the ones trying to sell you something either - that doesn't really count.) I refuse to be pessimistic and think that this is what it's all about, and they look so happy to see me and say good morning. (I walk for about an hour along the beach each morning - not a lot of vendors out, but many of the cleaning staff or people just out for a walk.) I don't know. I have a hard time with that - I know what Egyptian men think of Western women, and I know many of them are trying to part me from my money; with those things in mind, it's sometimes hard to know whether comments are sincere or not. But I'm generally an open, friendly type of person, and I don't want to become so suspicious of people's motives that I change that. T tells me that what other people think is not only not my problem, but also completely none of my business. Maybe I should try to remember that.

At any rate, this has been longer that I would normally stay in a place for "relaxation" time - even T is beginning to feel it - and I would have preferred to stay longer on the cruise. The cruise was fabulous, and you got to see so many different places - we flew from Cairo to Luxor, then boarded the cruise and sailed down the Nile all the way to Aswan. We visited Karnak and Luxor temples, Valley of the Kings and the Tombs of the Workers, Hatshepsut's temple (she's always been my favourite - in fact, our guide from Luxor to Aswan teasingly called me Hatshepsut and T Nefertiti) - that was all in and around Luxor - and then a couple temples, one at Edfu and one at Kom Ombo, on the way down; and then in Aswan we visited the High Dam and Philae temple.

I'll write more later - or when I get back - but someone's waiting to get on the computer now and I don't want to keep him from it much longer. Still having a blast, and I'll miss Egypt when I come home.

Love - and Happy New Year if I don't get on again before then -
C
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(no subject) [Dec. 25th, 2008|09:36 pm]
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Merry Christmas everyone! (It's still Christmas here, and I know it's Christmas there - so we're on the same day!)

Sorry I haven't posted - too much going on for a few days (we were on a cruise for four nights), and then when we got back, the internet was down. So I had to actually *gasp* handwrite my travel journal.

And it's late now, so I'm not going to type too much tonight. (Plus the keyboard here sticks, which is annoying when you're trying to type quickly.) We are in Dahab, on the Red Sea in the Sinai Penninsula - arrived this afternoon. We can actually see Saudi Arabia across the water - it's very strange. No Christmas turkey for us today - Christmas mixed grill for me, and Christmas falafel for T. *wry grin* I miss my parents and my other sister terribly. It's very strange being here for Christmas - it really doesn't feel like Christmas at all. I'm glad I have some family here with me; I'm not sure I'd deal well with things well otherwise. This is the first time ever that I've been away from home for Christmas.

We had a good time on the cruise. Our guide, Walid, was really good, and we met another guide, Melad, who was there with a Canadian couple from Toronto. He was cute, and very friendy. During our galabeya (tradition Egyptian dress) party, he taught me some belly dancing. I'm not especially good, but it was fun anyway, and I wouldn't mind learning more. (We bought the DVD, so those of you at home will be able to see ... once I've previewed the DVD and made sure it's not too embarrassing. *g*) We got to dance afterwards too, Melad and me and T and Walid - I need to go dancing more often. I always seem to forget how much I really enjoy it.

It's confusing - the whole guy thing - here, though. The guys are very complimentary, and it could go to a girl's head - except that they're usually trying to get you to buy something. So when I'm complimented, I don't really believe it - I think it's more a ploy than honesty (which is more unfortunate when I want it to be honest than when it's random salespeople on the street). In that sense, I suppose it will be nice to get home. I don't get flirted with - but at least I'm not confused as to whether people are being honest or trying to get me to buy something at some point later.

Many of the guys are pretty cute, though - so fun to look at. *grin*

But we've been having a great time, and I'll write more later - either later this week (we don't have a lot planned, unlike our first two weeks in Egypt) or when I get home. Happy Hanukkah, Merry Christmas, Blessed Yule and all the rest.

Lots of love from Egypt,
C
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(no subject) [Dec. 16th, 2008|07:17 pm]
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Today has been incredibly busy. I was awake at four am and up at quarter past five - couldn't sleep. I spent some time sitting out on the balcony in the dark, listening to the Muslim call to prayer. It's so beautiful - melodic and just so very Islamic. That and the architecture here really remind me I'm not at home. Well, among other things.

At eight, our tour guide and driver were here to pick us up. We went to the Citadel first, the largest compound built by Salah El Din, a massive structure including the mosque, guest quarters, storage facilities, his living quarters - all made out of limestone. The mosque built by Mohamed Aly was beautiful. Knowing what was acceptable and not in an Islamic country made things easier for us - we didn't have to wear the rather unattractive green robes that were given to some women who had bare shoulders or were wearing shorts. Both T and I brought our scarves (thanks cousin T!) and covered our heads while we were in there, although I noticed not all the women did. In fact, most didn't.

The architecture was pretty amazing. It combined Islamic and Byzantine art, because Mohamed Aly was influenced by the west - he'd sent been born in Greece. There was a clock tower given to him by Louis-Phillipe of France there, and Mohamed Aly's tomb is in the mosque, on the right-hand side by the entrance door. We also visited the military museum - less impressive for me, but the history was interesting. Our guide was quite knowledgeable.

Actually, while we were talking during lunch, we found out that he had to study for seven years to become a tour guide. He has a four-year bachelor's degree in Egypt Studies, and then a two year graduate degree in Tourism and another year preparing for his masters. He was quite surprised to find out that pretty much anyone can call themselves a tour guide back home. There's no regulation there.

After the Citadel, we went to Coptic Cairo, seeing all the old churches and an ancient synagogue that used to be a church - but when the Muslim rulers were taxing the Christians to essentially punish them for the invasions and the like, the priest of this one church had no money and couldn't pay the taxes. A Jewish man loaned him the money for the taxes, telling the priest he could pay the money back when he had it. The priest never had enough money, though, so the Jew took over the church and (naturally) turned it into a synagogue. You can still see the Coptic Christian elements, though, and some of the Islamic ones - one of the leaders of Egypt married a woman who was Coptic Christian, and upon her request he repaired all the Coptic churches, except of course he used Islamic artisans, so the churches as well as this synegogue are a mix of Islamic and Christian architecture.

It really was beautiful there. We stopped off at a shopping mall of sorts - one completely geared towards tourists, much like we saw in Mexico when we were headed out (or back, I don't remember which) to Chichen Itza. Wandered around a bit, but we didn't really buy that much.

After shopping, we went to lunch at a restaurant floating on the Nile - expensive, but totally worth it considering the view. The food was good - salad, beets (Grandpa would approve), pickled cucumbers and radishes; chicken, meatballs and some other type of red meat that I didn't eat much off; rice; and the dessert of our choice from their table - we tried what looked like candied figs (turned out to be roughly puff pastries without the cream and with a sort of sweet sauce) and what looked like sausage rolls (we knew they weren't, given their placement on the dessert table; they turned out to be very similar to an icing-less cinnamon roll).

We continued our day with a tour of the Egyptian Museum, checking out the sarcophogii on the lower floor and the many, many funeary items of King Tut on the second. We also paid extra to see the mummies; among them, Queen Hatshepsut (who has always fascinated me), her brother and husband, Tutmose II, and her step-son, Tutmose III. There's a mummy there puported to be Tutmose I (her father), but its hands are not folded in the manner of the kings, so it seems unlikely it's actually he. Ramses II was also there, and a few others I didn't recognize or can't recall now. We also went into another area (this one was included in the price of the museum entrance) that had mummified animals.

Good thing neither T nor I are the type to have nightmares! *grin*

After some time there, we went to the Khan El Khalili Bazar. We didn't spend a ton of time there - our guide told us we shouldn't buy anything there (I think he's worried we'll get fleeced - I might, but T probably wouldn't - she's good at bargaining) - but we wanted to wander around and get the feel of the place. Mom, by the time I come home, I will be very good at saying "no" to people.

The salespeople there are persistent, and that's putting it mildly. They will say almost anything to get you in there, and you just have to keep saying, "No, thank you" - and if you find something you want (we saw some postcards we wanted to get) but don't like the price, you have to be willing to walk away. (As we were coming back, though, he offered them for what turned out to be 20 cents each - he wanted to make the sale.) I can't count the number of times people commented on T and me being sisters (twins, even), or mentioned how pretty our eyes or smile was. One enterprising fellow even told us it was his first day!! *laugh* Sure - the first day of the rest of his time as a salesperson, I'm sure.

They have some beautiful things there, though. There's a lot of - well, junk, to me - things I wouldn't be interested in in a million years - but they have some beautiful perfume bottles (except I don't wear perfume) and scarves (which I don't often wear, but want to buy anyway). I took some pictures of the alleyway we walked through so you can see how busy it is. When we were finished wandering (about twenty or so minutes), we met our guide at a cafe near the mosque and had Turkish coffee (me) and cold hibiscus tea (T). Both delicious, although in completely different ways.

We were supposed to visit the Al Azhar Mosque, but T and I were feeling pretty tired by then (our tour guide had a cold as well as me, as it turned out, so he must have been feeling somewhat done in by then too!), so we missed it. (I had to write a note saying we'd elected not to go, though.)

We finished the day with a very relaxing felucca ride on the Nile as the sun was setting. It was a little chilly with the wind, but the view was incredible. As the sun went down, downtown Cairo lit up, and we saw the Cairo Tower - with its lotus-flower decoration - illuminated by soft white lights.

When we got home, our aunt, uncle and cousin were all here. S made use a prawn salad that was delicious - she's an amazing cook - and T's now passed out on the sofa. I have to say, I'm not far behind her. Amazing day, and I'm so glad we did everything, but I'm completely wiped. And we have Giza and Memphis and the Sakkara Step Pyramid tomorrow, so it's another long day.

Love,
C
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(no subject) [Dec. 15th, 2008|06:06 pm]
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... I haven't written this much in ages. *wry grin* But apparently my travel journal was with the lost luggage (they don't know where it is, but "maybe it will come in on the same flight you arrived on today, and then we'll deliver it to you" - reassuring), so it's all typing for now.

Aunt J, T and I went wandering Cairo after I woke up. I think part of my sickness this morning was dehydration and hunger, because I felt a little better after having half a bottle of water, some juice and a banana. We headed out to exchange money (I didn't have any Egyptian pounds, although T had some that her ex's brother gave her for her birthday) and visit the market on Road 7. Very cool. They had pigeons and chickens for sale ... live, and (J tells me) they'll butcher it for you right there. ... we didn't see that, thankfully. We did see tons of cats, everywhere - most of them wild. Some tiny kittens, some full grown alley cats - but they're all over the place. A few dogs too, but not nearly as many.

We went to this falafel place at the market for lunch - the food was incredible. Tons of falafels, some eggplant dish, pitas and baba ganoush (sp?) ... for 6 Egyptian pounds. That works out to about $1.20 US. For the three of us.

Clearly, eating out isn't going to be a problem here.

We wandered the streets for a bit, looking at some of the different booths - there was one with these beautiful scarves in all colours and with varying degrees of embroidery. I was very tempted, but I think I'm going to go shopping with S (cousin) for them: she is apparently old hat at the bargaining. J tells me she got a couple of scarves for an incredible deal.

It's so nice to see her here - she's been going around southeast Asia for the past several months, so I haven't seen her in ages. It's cool - it's the one thing I kind of regret in going straight from high school to university to teaching. I always wanted to travel. Of course, I don't travel particularly well, so maybe that's just as well? Or maybe I'll do it sometime in the future.

At any rate, it's been neat - and a little strange. I think because we're foreign women, we seem to be attracting more attention than I would otherwise expect. Mostly from men. Nothing bad or anything like that - nothing offensive - but we just seem to be more noticed. T thinks I'm being overly sensitive; maybe I am. Still.

There were these two boys at the market who were watching us while J bought some cauliflower ... one of them got up the nerve to say, "Hello" to us, so I replied, "Hello" back. They were very cute. :)

The sellers are very aggressive here, but not rude - you just say, "La, shukram" - "No, thank you" and continue walking. You have to bargain for everything, though, which is difficult for me - if I don't know what the prices should be, then I don't know where to start the bargaining. You really have to set the prices before you do anything, though - before you get into taxis, before you buy whatever. Sometimes even before you express much interest.

I'm picking up small amounts of Arabic - I now know the script for 3, 7 and 8. This would be significantly more useful if my address included any of these numbers. :)

People are very nice here, though, and it's absolutely fascinating.

Oh - the most unusual thing ... or not exactly "unusual" ... possibly "dangerous and mildly insane" ... here is the driving. The lines on the road are not so much hard-and-fast rules as they are vague guidelines to be ignored whenever inconvenient. The drivers drift all over the place, and instead of stopping, they honk at intersections - "Hey, I'm coming; get out of the way now!" There's no such thing as pedestrian's right-of-way - you pretty much need to watch carefully and dodge the cars.

Talked to Mom briefly this evening (she was at work); that was nice. I miss her and everyone back home.

Have to go now - we're heading to the duty free, then to dinner. It's 6:39 here.

Love,
C
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(no subject) [Dec. 15th, 2008|01:03 pm]
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So I'm awake, and more or less alive. Sore throat, tired - typical travel woes. But awake, and ready to go out and explore (and buy some clothing of the type I can't borrow from my sister).

No update on the luggage yet.

T's very eager to get going, so just a quick note to say hi, and thank you for the responses. Likely won't get a chance to answer them until either we're relaxing on the Sinai peninsula in Dahab, or I get home, but ... *snugs*

Love,
C
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(no subject) [Dec. 15th, 2008|05:06 am]
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So for those of you who didn't know - and I expect that's most of you - I am now in Cairo. My sister and I came for three weeks over winter holidays to spend some time with my uncle, who's teaching here for a year.

I have little to report, except that the airline lost my baggage (the one that I cleverly put most of my clothing in, because it was carry-on luggage, only the flight from London to Amsterdam didn't have enough space) - and of course this was also the bag that had the contact information for my uncle in it. Luckily my aunt came to pick me up - my sister and me, actually, since T's flight was delayed out of Heathrow. (So was mine - we took different flights - but I managed to _just_ make my Amsterdam connection. Apparently my luggage did not.)

At any rate, I have now been in three countries overseas, compared to the grand total of none I'd been in before.

Now I just need to see more than the airport.

For those of you who care, London (Heathrow) is the best airport to sleep in, as they do everything over the PA system. This means if you are a light sleeper (which I am, except when I feel completely safe), you are in no danger of missing your flight. London - well, the view of it I got from the airport - reminded me of Vancouver - overcast and grey. We have a better airport, though. Significantly better.

In Amsterdam, there were these super-cute wooden tulips. If I hadn't been running (a slight exaggeration - speed-walking would be more accurate) to make my connection, I would have bought one. Very pretty. I also saw the ever-ubiquitous Starbucks there - and in London, although London's had a dark cherry mocha instead of the peppermint one that is our seasonal drink, and had replaced the eggnog latte with my standard, a toffee nut latte.

Don't know how much I'm going to be able to update, but I wanted to keep a travel diary of sorts, and although I have a paper one (that was not lost), I type faster than I write. So there may be a combo of the two.

I'm exhausted right now, but apparently we were supposed to bring sleeping bags (a fact neither T nor I realized) so I'm waiting for my cousin S to wake up in about ten minutes so I can use hers. I may decide to heck with it, pull out the flat sheet (aren't I glad I brought that now, Mom!!) and doze off anyway.

This is a totally random entry, I realize. Blame it on the fact that I don't know what time it really is, and I think two days have passed and I don't really think I slept much of those two days. So coherence ... not so much a part of me right now.

I started off my vacation with snow in Seattle. Mom and Dad drove me to the airport, but we left early in the morning so we could wander around Pike Place Market (not Fisherman's Market, which is what I think I told some people). It was _very_ cool. If I weren't committed to living where I do ... I could totally move down to Seattle. Do you have any idea how many hot guys are wandering around down there?! Fewer hot girls, but they were there too. The place reminds me a bit of Granville Island, only much much bigger.

Well, I give up. Too tired to wait for a sleeping bag - and I should be fine anyway. I'm likely to just pass out.

I just wish I had my pyjamas. *sigh* Send me good luggage luck?

Love,
C
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(no subject) [Jun. 2nd, 2007|01:10 pm]
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Many of you may have already heard this, but I think it bears repeating anyway - especially since some of you may not.

During the whole LJ fiasco, one thing that was suggested was for all the people who have paid accounts to make a statement and donate that money to a charity rather than renew their account. Well, now that LJ is making serious changes and apologies, I imagine most people will keep their accounts - but it brought up a wonderful idea.

That is fandom_gives. And I quote:

What if Livejournal fandom turned the tables around? What if everyone who vowed not to renew their paid account, everyone who swore to give LJ and SixApart no more financial support in the form of extra userpics, or virtual gifts, or more storage - what if all those people took that money and instead donated it to charities for the prevention of child abuse and sexual assault?

And so the idea was born: a fandom drive to collect funds for RAINN, the Rape, Abuse, and Incest National Network, which has been called one of America's Top 100 charities - which then expanded to include a number of the USA and UK's foremost child-protection charities.

Because fandom_gives is about more than simply a response to the events of May 29, 2007 here on LJ. It's about the idea that fandom has a serious potential energy, a collective drive that can be harnessed, not to make money for others, FanLib, but to bring about positive social change.


And because RAINN only accepts donations in the amount of $25 or more, any of my flist who can't give that much but wants to donate something - _and feels comfortable with this_ - may send me the money (Paypal, maybe?), and I'll put it together in a mass donation from all of us. Or if you have other people that you know are in the same situation, but want to donate something, you could get together as a group with people you trust. Comments screened; they'll be unscreened only upon you telling me to. :)

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