Rollin' on a River
Last night was the trial run at Nile Bowling for what I hoped to turn into an official CASA bowling league. We began with libations at Luke's place - the call for White Russians as the drink of the night was made, but in the absence of Kahlua, we used Tia Maria and baptized them Chechen Freedom Fighters instad.
Nile Bowling is one of those odd fun finds in Cairo. It's tucked away on the corniche along the Dokki side of the Nile, which is populated with various rowing clubs, the very posh looking club of the Arab Contractors Society, a Gold's Gym, a Swiss Restaurant and the residence of President Sadat's widow, Jehane. Unlike my side of the river, the corniche here is spacious, clean and pleasant for strolling. Not a whole lot of khawaggas running around, therefore no one trying to sell you roses or carriage rides or "buus"-ing at you.
As you walk into Nile Bowling, you pass the obligatory security guard and then make your way down a small, winding staircase, at the bottom of which you are greeted by a giant poster of pop superstar Amr Diab. As you walk into the bowling alley itself, there is a mobile phone kiosk to your left and a bootleg CD/tape/DVD kiosk to your right, just behind the eight lanes that are flanked on the left side by floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the Nile. Bowling shoes are optional at Nile Bowling, but they do have one of the most sophisticated electronic scoring systems I have ever seen.
I managed to score just over half of what I came up with on my last bowling outing in Chicago last month, but nontheless, Amir, Steve, "Jonatooon," Blake, Leonard and I managed to whup Luke, Eli, Michelle, Pete, Mimi and Nir's asses royally. The future of the CASA bowling league is uncertain as of the moment, as people have suggested the creating of a sporting club instead, by which we could enjoy a range of totally random activities like ice skating and duck hunting. Stay tuned.
Nile Bowling is one of those odd fun finds in Cairo. It's tucked away on the corniche along the Dokki side of the Nile, which is populated with various rowing clubs, the very posh looking club of the Arab Contractors Society, a Gold's Gym, a Swiss Restaurant and the residence of President Sadat's widow, Jehane. Unlike my side of the river, the corniche here is spacious, clean and pleasant for strolling. Not a whole lot of khawaggas running around, therefore no one trying to sell you roses or carriage rides or "buus"-ing at you.
As you walk into Nile Bowling, you pass the obligatory security guard and then make your way down a small, winding staircase, at the bottom of which you are greeted by a giant poster of pop superstar Amr Diab. As you walk into the bowling alley itself, there is a mobile phone kiosk to your left and a bootleg CD/tape/DVD kiosk to your right, just behind the eight lanes that are flanked on the left side by floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the Nile. Bowling shoes are optional at Nile Bowling, but they do have one of the most sophisticated electronic scoring systems I have ever seen.
I managed to score just over half of what I came up with on my last bowling outing in Chicago last month, but nontheless, Amir, Steve, "Jonatooon," Blake, Leonard and I managed to whup Luke, Eli, Michelle, Pete, Mimi and Nir's asses royally. The future of the CASA bowling league is uncertain as of the moment, as people have suggested the creating of a sporting club instead, by which we could enjoy a range of totally random activities like ice skating and duck hunting. Stay tuned.
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I'm waiting for pictures!!! I suggest using flickr though ...
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