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My First Day

December 17, 2009

I probably won’t post every week…for that matter it might not even be every month, but the first time in a new country always brings crazy observations and cultural shock that I need to write down before they become normal day life for me.

When I stepped on that plane to Cairo, I had very little information about where I was going to live, what I was going to be doing.  I figured they gave me a ticket to fly out here and what’s the worse that could happen(I know, I know.  They could have sold me to harvest my organs, but it’s a free trip to Egypt!).  Of course, I had to be sick when I got on my massive 15 hour flight (I blame Jesse.  We should have never french-kissed goodbye!).  I barely slept the whole ride and was in constant fear that I had the dreaded H1N1. 

As soon as I landed in Cairo, I got in the queue to check in, when a man asked if I was Daniel Hong.  I was probably easy to spot..being the only Asian in a ten-mile radius.  He quickly escorted me to the front of the line and told me to call a number where I was greeted by a mysterious voice welcoming me to Egypt.  The man then lead me to my bags and grabbed my passport and told me he would take care of everything.  I stood there hoping I wasn’t just swindled and awaited for his return.  Thankfully, he came back, visa in hand, and proceeded to direct me outside.

Outside, I met my boss Moe (Not that’s short for Mohammed, but when almost everyone I meet seems to be named that, it’s nice to know a Moe).  He quickly took me, not to my apartment, but to the office to meet with the CEO of the company.  I immediately knew I wasn’t in America when everyone pulled out cigarettes during the meeting.  I think I might start smoking just to fit in.  Everyone seems to do it.  In cars, in planes.  I reek of it.  So I might as well embrace it.  Hopefully I won’t get too addicted.

I eventually made it home around 11 pm.  I wasn’t really in the mood to eat, but Moe was starving and suggested we order something.  Apparently pigeons are a delicacy here so we got that.  I didn’t know how to eat it so I watched Moe.  He rips off the butt and rice pours out from the inside.  Of course that’s how you eat it.  It was actually pretty good, very little meat.  I collapsed in my bed soon after, ready for the next day.

A View from my Apartment

2 Comments leave one →
  1. December 17, 2009 5:02 am

    It sounds like the start of quite an adventure.

  2. mike permalink
    January 15, 2010 4:49 pm

    cigarettes at work?? male chauvinism??? MAD MEN!!!

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