American’s in Egypt

Awesome dishes to try Egypt

One thing I’ve noticed about Egypt, is the food is absolutely wonderfully delicious. If you love food, you’ll left Egypt. From mouthwatering desserts, too fabulous main meals, they have it all here.

I am a lover of sweets, there are so many delicious sweets here, that I could easily weigh over 300 pounds, if I wasn’t careful. From konofa, basboosa, bella le shem, and many others. All of the sweets are simply amazing.

One of the best things I’ve noticed about Egypt, is that there are no GMOs here. That’s right there outlawed, it’s amazing to me that this is still allowed in the US. I guess Monsanto’s money must line a lot of congressmen’s pockets.

Another thing we’ve noticed, is how friendly the people really are here. You know the Western newspapers always like to say how lawless, unfriendly, and other things that Middle Eastern people are. However, we found none of that here. In fact, if you see someone wearing a shirt that you really like and you comment on it, chances are they’ll offer to give you the shirt. I don’t know about you, but I’ve never seen happen in the states.

Of course, it’s not all fun and games, what place really could be. You still run into people who try to charge more because your foreigner, and they think you are rich.

But honestly in the long run, we’ve had this happen very few times. Most of the people we meet our honest and straightforward with this. We met people who we now consider family, because they would do anything to help us, and we would do anything to help them.

If you want to see the world, Egypt is a great place to start. Civilization has been around forever, and like I said before you can find places where Jesus and his disciples walked during their time in this very place.

The traffic is crazy, you play father crossing the street no doubt. But you get used to it, just like any other adjustments that you have to make. Although currently prices are going up due to inflation, I still think it’s a cheap place to live.



American’s in Egypt

Annoyances and Great Things


One thing we quickly learned when walking in downtown Cairo, was everyone thinks you’re a tourist, and thus they want you to come to their shop.

The usual approach is to tell you that you “look like an Egyptian!” no matter what nationality you are, by the way.  Then you tell them thanks and laugh a bit.

After which they will go one of two ways.  They’ll ask you were you are from, and respond by telling you how much they love that country.  No it’s the money they love, especially if you say America.  You see the dollar exchanges at a really high rate over here.  Right now you can get around 16 pounds to every one dollar.  Not a bad rate of exchange, but these people want to free you from some of that money.

They will then tell you they have a shop, or they want to give you their business card.  You can say no, but they will continue to push it, by telling you they want no money from you.  (Don’t believe this comment, it is a lie)!

We’ve gone back to a few stores, and they will offer you a free sample, but then suddenly that free sample is something that costs you money.  If you get roped into going to a store, just keep telling them Shukrun, but La-ah.  You’re telling them thank you but no.

One guy had provided us with like three scrolls, even though we kept informing him we had no money to spend.  Finally, I told him we had to go meet friends.  He said do you have anything to give my sister she’s getting married.

I pulled out like six pounds that was all I had on me.  And he was offended, we reminded him that we had told him already that we had nothing on us.

We left the store, with one upset Egyptian, and without having spent a cent.

But you have to figure they are only trying to make a living.  We simply avoid them anymore by telling them we are busy and are on our way someplace.  They can still be pushy, but you can’t fall for these things, or you will spend way too much money.  By all means if you want trinkets, check them out!

ON the other hand each morning we visit a guy who has his business two doors down.  We get our breakfast of fool and salita (beans and salad) and spend only 10 pounds.  John always gives him a tip, he’s got amazing beans!

Now remember what I said about the exchange rate?  That’s less than a dollar for two meals that will fill you up.  Of course John gets paid in pounds, not dollars.  So it’s not a great deal, but it’s not bad at all.  We get full and start out the day with a nice meal.  If you are visiting Egypt though and have dollars, you’re getting one hell of a meal for a very inexpensive rate.  By the way GMO’s are banned over here, so you are eating healthy!

Just Two American’s in Egypt

Egyptian Adventures


We’ve met great people here.  Some of John’s students and us have hung out, and other friends as well.  One of the best times was the night we had a ride of the Felucca boat (not sure of spelling). dsc_0636

(John on the boat)

It is a boat that you hop on and enjoy music and a bit of dancing, if some people decide to be entertaining.  We’ve seen some really talented dancers on these boats before.  Of course, being on the Nile River is a whole new thing!DSC_0658.jpg

(Yes that is the Nile)

This area is a part of the oldest history known to men.  We’ve walked in places, who knows who else might have been on the same spot.  This is especially true when you visit Hossein.  It’s a very old part of the city.

Yes we walked along the cobblestone that perhaps one year long ago Jesus was on himself!

The city is beautiful.  Hossein has a lot of markets selling various things as well.  If you want it, simply head out doors and you’ll discover it somewhere.DSC_0010 (2).JPG

(Hossein, sorry the pic is sideways)

We got to watch a man as he worked and etched silver with a hammer and his tool.  The artwork was tremendously beautiful.  If I had thought about it I would have taken a picture of it.

My husband travels on the metro to work every day.  The metro is a packed mess of bodies.  IN the summertime it is not suggested by this person, because not everyone has heard of deodorant.  So that can make for some really long and slow smelly trips.

It is always loud here, people are out on the streets, going to work and doing their jobs.  We’ve run across several of the road workers, they work hard to get the trash up that some so carelessly throw down.  One of their barrels of trash once had a hole in it, the worker hadn’t noticed, as he scooped up the trash, it would simply fall back out onto the road.

Even so, his job has to be hard.  I’m not sure why people don’t think about it, but why are they destroying such a beautiful city by strewing their trash all over.

We’ve tried to never throw anything down.  Each of our students will normally get at least one talk about not littering.  Even if it helps just a little bit, I’m proud we’ve tried to pass it on.

It’s a bit harder to come up with stories from Egypt right now.  I’m testing my memory of the past three years.  I’m trying to give you a well-rounded picture of this area.

If I went over every day inch by inch, it would simply be too boring.  However, instead I’m trying to pick out the jewels to show you the best and sometimes the worst of life here in the big and ancient city of Cairo, Egypt.

American’s in Egypt

Learning to play real life Frogger


Crossing the streets in Egypt is no easy task.  Watch video’s online of the traffic and you’ll understand.  It’s quite the shock for people from the Western world too.

You have to time it right, because people won’t stop and simply let you cross the road.  Now we are just fine crossing the roads, but not at first.

The first hundred times or so, you’re quite worried you’ll be hit by the tons of cars rushing by.  You hold hands and try to make sure no one in your party gets hit as well.

Now we have a system to crossing.  We watch and pick the right place to decide to cross.  I’m honestly shocked I’ve only seen one person hit by a car since we’ve been here!

We walk everywhere though, yes sometimes we use the metro, but not too much.  So you need to find that part inside of you that doesn’t care about danger.

There are times when we simply walk through the cars, without a care in the world.  Though John still tells me to hurry up and not get run over.

People here are friendly, as long as they aren’t behind the wheel of a car.  Texting here is just fine while you drive.  We’ve seen some accidents, but amazingly not many.

There are red lights, but not all drivers stop for those, so you can’t even count on that as a way to cross the road.  Again, you get used to it and learn how to cross without help.

The trick is to simply step out and walk like you don’t care.  Or to walk at the same time as another person.  Perhaps it is the thought of hitting two people that make some slow down!

Anyway we walked downtown when we first got here, and found some amazing stores.  Many little shops will sell clothes and other items, and you can try and talk them down on the prices!

There is a market near our home that sells all sorts of things.  Clothes, fruit, kitchen utensils, and many other items.  We’ve met several people down there.

Now we deal with certain sellers, the ones who’ve dealt well with us in the past!  We get all our fruit from there, you can get some great deals on fresh produce.

No one is ever mean to us, they don’t try and convert us to their religion.  They have never tried to harm us, no beheadings, nothing.  Not like the people in the West are told can happen.

Believe me when I tell you, that you’ve been lied too about this part of the world.  What I offer you is a firsthand experience of two American’s living in the Middle East.  If you choose to continue to believe the lies you’ve been told over my experience, well it means you’re just deeply brainwashed.

I would suggest that everyone who thinks a religion is so violent, they come and visit Egypt.  You’ll find out the story is quite different here.

Gringo’s in the Middle East

Egypt Here we come


Last time I told you of the process of finally deciding our next stop.  So we booked a flight to Cairo, Egypt and packed up our bags.

We had a friend pick us up at the airport.  It was small and honestly, we weren’t one hundred percent sure what to expect.

Our friend had told us it was a huge culture shock.  Also that it was full of crazy drivers and there was trash on the streets.

Crossing the roads would be a challenge that we would have to get the hang of as well.

So we come out of the airport to find our friend’s waiting for us.  Getting into the cab, we were full of excitement and wonder.  It was another new city we had never seen before!

Okay so if you’ve never ridden in a taxi in Egypt, you’ll be like me.  You’ll watch out the window and almost have a heart attack!

Three lane roads are turned into four or five lanes of traffic.  People pull out in front of others and its utter chaos, well it looks that way to the observer.

More than one time I flinched as our driver cut off someone, coming rather close to hitting another vehicle.

“Don’t look out the window!”  That’s my advice to anyone coming to Egypt.  You’ll do much better if you simply look out the front window, well most times!

The city if beautiful, and even beneath the dirt and garbage that is carelessly thrown about by locals, you’ll see its true wonder.

Really, the architecture here is wonderful.  Some, well a lot, of buildings need repair.  However, you can still imagine what it was like several years back.  Too see Egypt in that glory would have been truly a wonderful experience.

We got back to our flat and unpacked.  All of us were a bit thirsty, so we walked to a koosk around the corner.  It was a bit sad to see the amount of trash lying in the streets.

The smell in the summer can be quite bad, but you know to avoid the large piles.  Experience will teach you a lot of things when you live here.

Trust me, we love it here.  It may not sound like it by this description.  But truly, through the stories I’ll share you’ll see what Egypt can be like to the foreigner.

John teaches and loves it.  I work from home.  Normally, I’m writing romances, but right now I’m focusing on this blog more.

I guess what I hope to share is not only our experiences.  But to maybe open up a few eyes.  The stories you hear about this part of the world are often made up and not true.  The people here have been quite amazing.  Through the coming weeks, I’ll highlight a few of our adventures.  Mention some of the good and bad things we’ve seen as well as the fun times we’ve had.

American’s In The Middle East

Various Dubai Stories


(Stella: Our neighbors kitten)

When we left Tampa, we missed a lot of things.  One of those was our cat.  Our neighbor, who shared the balcony had an amazing kitten.  We got our kitty love in by buying treats and sharing her as a pet, at least a little bit.

So getting back to Dubai.  We still were waiting for the school to give John his residency stamp.  They kept telling him excuse after excuse.  So we needed to decide what to do next.  Honestly, our reserves weren’t a lot and every month we were using our savings, or a big portion, to pay rent.

John had taken his TEFL classes online and had just received the 6 certificates.  With those in hand, I redid his CV, and started to hit every ESL job I could find.

It didn’t take long and we got numerous replies back.  Places in China, The Czech Republic, and Russia were among the choices.  Of course, we had to research the places, and John had Skype interviews.

He was nervous on each interview.  He hadn’t done a whole lot of teaching yet, but of course since that time it’s changed a lot.

There were quite a few offers from China.  We had to admit it was exciting to think of seeing Asia.  It would be another continent, and new territory.

However, as I researched I found a few disturbing things.  The pollution was quite high there.  But more so was the fact that you needed a bachelor’s degree to teach.  The places we talked to had said nothing about this government requirement.

Not only that, but I found reports of teacher’s being arrested who didn’t have the right credentials.  I asked the place we had been dealing with and they simply said, “Don’t worry about the degree we have a way to handle it.”

I worried at that point, and we both decided it wasn’t worth the risk to take any of the offers.  China was off the table.

The Russia interview went okay, but we weren’t excited about the cold weather in Russia.  Thankfully, they didn’t offer him a job.

Another school in Vietnam wanted him as well.  We almost went with that one, I can’t remember the exact reason we said no.  However, another school in the Czech Republic wanted him.  Now this was something we gave serious consideration too.

We had also talked to a school in Egypt by this time.  Though they didn’t offer him a job.  It was implied that when you land, show up and we will hire you.

We were down to the two choices.  In the end the fact we had connections in Egypt made our choice for us.

It was at this point we began packing up and getting ready for another jump.  Off to Egypt and a new world.

On a side note.  I didn’t want to write this part of the story, but it’s only far.  You know how guys find farts so funny.  Well on more than one occasion John or even my son Ryan have farted and left me in the stink.  When someone walks up and smells their not so nice scent, the person thinks it was me.

Have you ever heard of the phrase sweet revenge?  Okay so yes women do sometimes have gas.  One night we were down in the little shop in our building.

We had a few things to buy, and my stomach was feeling somewhat upset.  In my defense I didn’t think it would smell.  But as soon as I allowed the gas to pass, I knew I needed the bathroom.

I turned to John, no smell as of yet, and said, “Hey I have to go up and go to the bathroom.”

He said, “Sure, I’ll be right up.”

When he came upstairs, he told me that the guys at the register had thought it was him.  They had given him dirty looks and mumbled a few things.

You know sometimes things happen.  Ma3lish my habibi!  (Sorry my love).  Come to think of it, I don’t think he’s done the old fart and leave trick since though.

Next time I’ll talk about our arrival in Egypt.  Culture shock and trying to learn how to cross the road!

More Americans in the Middle East

More Fun in Dubai


So John is now teaching part-time at this school, and each day he travels via the metro.  By the way the metro in Dubai is clean and amazing.  I mean spic and span clean!

One day he was on his way to work and he heard this loud American woman.  She was older, dressed in a very gaudy dress, as he called it.

She was with her husband, Earl, who was very hard of hearing.  This John knew because she kept yelling, “Isn’t that right Earl?”  Or something to that tune.

So they were busy talking to someone else on the metro, and the guy looked like he wanted to bolt.  But of course he’s stuck on the train until his stop.


(She was wearing something like this!)

For some reason they spotted John, so the loud lady and her deaf husband come over to him.  John is standing there his folder in hand, thankfully his English book was not showing.  He had his sunglasses on and was just wanting to get to work.

“Hello, how are you?”  The loud lady asked him.

John looks at her dumbly and acts like he can’t understand a thing.  Now in his defense, she was discussing all kinds of physical ailments with the other guy on the train.  From how she had puss on her leg in one area, and so on!

Finally, he says, “Spreckhen de Deutsch?”  (Sorry for any misspellings).

She looks at him for a minute and turns to Earl, “Never mind Earl he doesn’t speak English.”

Earl comments back, “Huh?”

“He’s not English!”  She yells, as she’s leading him back to the other guy they had been talking too.

John says the guy was looking like he wanted to run again, but there were no places to hide from them.

Earl says once more, “Huh?”

“He doesn’t speak English, he’s one of those Nazi fellows.”  She yells loud enough for the whole train to hear.

“Oh okay.”  Earl finally says.

John was very happy that the next stop was his, as he tried to hold in his laughter.  He’d successfully avoided these two people.

Needless to say I died laughing when I heard the story later on that night.  I think it was one of the funniest things ever.

Next time, my embarrassing story and how I made John even more embarrassed!  It will be hard to write, but honestly I think I die laughing every time we talk about it to this day.



Dubai and Visa Runs

Visa Runs….

Yes since we didn’t have that desired residency stamp in the U.A.E, we needed to make a run every 30 days.  There was a way you could go a government building and pay something like 300 dirham, but it could only be done one time.

The fact that you could pay 120 dirham a piece and do the run every 30 days made it the best choice.  Of course, you have a bunch of places that offer to take you on the run, and the prices do range from the lower end to more expensive.

You could also rent a car and try to do the process yourself.  After our first run, half way through it, we were happy we didn’t rent a car and drive.

You have to stop at many checkpoints.  The driver handles the passports and questions at this point.  Nice when you don’t speak Arabic!

The van we rode in held about 15 people.  All of us from various countries.  Most of us just sat and looked out the window, not talking to anyone but who we rode with.

It’s an all day trip for sure, once you get to Oman, you have to go and get two stamps.  This was very important, that entry and exit stamp.  If you were missing the exit stamp, they wouldn’t allow you back into the U.A.E.


(Some scenery from the visa run to Oman)

Thankfully, the driver of the van goes in with you and makes sure everyone has their stamps.  It was at this point we began talking to two other passengers.  They were a couple from the UK, and we had a lot in common with them.

This wasn’t the last time we would hang out with them.  We explored new places to eat with them, and saw some movies, and just hung out many times.

To this very day we Skype with them as well.  That one trip to Oman, gave us a chance to meet a great couple.

Also the drive back didn’t seem near as slow as the trip to Oman.  We talked and chatted the whole way back.  After we got back to the mall, we discovered that they lived about five blocks from us as well.

Talk about coincidences!  Colin and Judith were easily one of the best experiences we had during our stay in Dubai.  Lifelong friends that we met on a visa run, talk about luck!

Those visa trips for us continued, Colin and Judith had been making their last run.  Lucky them!  John and I had another 6 runs before we decided that Dubai just wasn’t the place for us and we moved on.

Next time a few little stories, some embarrassing, if I decide to include them!  Along with how the teaching academy he worked with dangled the residency for a few months in front of him.  This cost us another three months, staying in an expensive place, with hope of that residency stamp.

Also our choices after John got his TEFL, and various interviews, and choices of our next stop!

American’s in Dubai!

The Job Hunt


So as I said we found our flat, expensive, but it gave us a home base.  Now it was about more applying for jobs and seeing what John could find.


(Ski Dubai- they had penguins!)

I can’t even begin to tell you how many applications I sent out for him.  With over 20 years in the collection field, and banking, how could something not come through?

Finally, after several months he had a call from a guy.  The interview was in another part of town.  Let me tell you GPS is horrible in Dubai, and Egypt too, but I’ll save that for later!

John and I set out together, hoping that between the two of us we could find the place.  We were still late, the directions they gave us were horrible.  But thankfully, we found it.

The interview was horrible.  They wanted John, it was a collection agency.  They knew he would collect debt for them in great bounds, however, they didn’t want to pay.

The amount of pay he offered John wouldn’t even cover our rent.  What about food?  Not only that, but the guy painted a dim picture of job chances for John in Dubai.

Though we considered the job, after all it was something.  In the end, I told John that we would surely find another place that would pay him better.  I’ve sent out hundreds of applications by this time.

Well to make things worse, in the middle of the search John got injured.  We had decided to go buy or usually Ramen noodles (that was about all we could afford), and an accident happened.

There was a rock that we stepped up on several times before to get to the store.  This time when John stepped on it, the rock shifted and as I watched in horrified agony, he came dropping down on the pavement.

He hit the edge of the concrete platform and laid there.  I couldn’t have saved him from falling, and felt helpless. When he could finally move he was in great pain.

We didn’t have coverage for him, but he was sure he’d bruised or cracked his ribs.  Later we would verify they had been cracked.  But for now he would have to deal with the pain, using aspirin as his only pain killer.

I have to give it to him, he still went out every day and handed out his CV.  This man is amazing.  If it had been me, I’m sure I would have been crying in pain not moving.

Our break came when I received an email from a school.  They were looking for part-time teachers.  Though it was for me, we knew he would be the better teacher.

Both of us went to the place.  It was easier to find!  Thank goodness!

He wowed them in the interview and got called back for a second one.  They offered him a part-time job.  Unfortunately it didn’t mean we still didn’t need to make visa runs.  I had meant to talk about that in this blog, but will hit it next time around.

However, he now had some money coming in.  The best thing was he found out that he loved to teach.  The stress of this job was a lot less than any he had before.  It was nice to see him enjoying his job finally.

Though they only gave him a few classes, and it still didn’t pay all the rent.  But they had promised him full-time in the near future, and that included his residency.  Mine we could get after he had his, the husband can sponsor the wife!

Next time the trips to Oman every 30 days to renew our visa.  The hassle and struggle of choosing how to do it the first time.  The great amazing friends we met on our very first trip, and more!

American’s in the Middle East

Dubai, Not on a Dime

One thing I can definitely tell you is that Dubai is not a cheap place to live.  When we first got there we rented a hotel room.  We didn’t know the area and where to look for a flat.

We had to get phones, our old sim cards didn’t work from the states.  This was one of our first tasks, even before finding a flat.  Thankfully, the hotel had a van that would take us for free and pick us back up.  The mall was huge, and we had a lot of fun.  Even got our phones working!

Here are a few pictures from the mall!



After a month in the one place I located a cheaper option, but still a hotel.  We would buy food at one of the local grocery stores.  They were close enough and it helped us learn at least that part of town.

Still after another month, we were not sure where to make our home.  So we rented yet one more hotel room.  The hotels were all nice, they had pools, which is great in Dubai!

I was looking online to see if I could find a place for us.  One thing I noticed is that many of the places were not available for just anyone.  A lot of Indians like renting only to Indians, and so on.  This made it a bit harder to find a place to live.

Another thing was that it was expensive!  We thought we had found a place, even put money down on it.  However, it was too far away from most places where John might work.  That and they failed to fix things in the apartment that needed to be done.

It was only a verbal agreement.  So when we told them we wanted to cancel they were not too happy, but gave us half of our money back.  We had to involve a friend and the police to get the other portion back, but one more visit to the middle of nowhere and we had our funds back.

We finally located a place in Tecom.  It was a nice location, but only a bedroom and a bathroom were ours.  The kitchen was shared with three other rooms, or a total of five people in our case.

Our roommates weren’t very clean which attracted roaches to the flat.  When we go into the kitchen they would scatter.  That was not fun.  Again this place was expensive, the equivalent of $1250 US dollars.  Far too much for a little place, but it was actually cheap compared to what we had been looking at!

Now we just had to find John a job, and then I could start working online again.  Those are one of the benefits of being a freelance writer, working from anywhere.

Next time, learn about our trip to Oman to renew our visa.  When we met some great friends from the UK, and more!




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