T.G.I.X.
Yesterday (yom al-Xamees), I went out to Muqattam with Blake to work on a translation for the Ibn Khaldoun Center's newsletter. It was hot, dusty and barren (at least compared to the rest of Cairo) out on that hilltop, so much so that I almost thought I was in Sana'a again. Shudder.
I don't know how I'm going to handle being a desk jockey again if I can barely handle one week of tooling around on the Internet in an over air-conditioned library plus one day working in an actual office. Last night we stayed in, watched some bad television and slept for eleven or twelve hours. Hard.
Which brings me to my favorite time of the week: Friday morning before noon prayer. It's the equivalent of Sunday mornings in New York, where no one moves, nothing stirs and the city is blissfully quiet. When I can muster up the energy, it's a great time to go for a long walk, but normally I prefer to loll around in bed and maybe eat a lazy breakfast in front of the tv. Most importantly, absolutely no calls or text messages before noon. Mish ma'aoul!
As usual, I've accomplished not a whole lot this Friday: made some raspberry ice tea, did three big loads of laundry and have been continuing to try to race through the Media I textbook. I'm hoping to whip through it in four weeks or less, but there's so much vocabulary to remember and I've got a memory like a friggin' sieve.
I should have stuck with French.
I don't know how I'm going to handle being a desk jockey again if I can barely handle one week of tooling around on the Internet in an over air-conditioned library plus one day working in an actual office. Last night we stayed in, watched some bad television and slept for eleven or twelve hours. Hard.
Which brings me to my favorite time of the week: Friday morning before noon prayer. It's the equivalent of Sunday mornings in New York, where no one moves, nothing stirs and the city is blissfully quiet. When I can muster up the energy, it's a great time to go for a long walk, but normally I prefer to loll around in bed and maybe eat a lazy breakfast in front of the tv. Most importantly, absolutely no calls or text messages before noon. Mish ma'aoul!
As usual, I've accomplished not a whole lot this Friday: made some raspberry ice tea, did three big loads of laundry and have been continuing to try to race through the Media I textbook. I'm hoping to whip through it in four weeks or less, but there's so much vocabulary to remember and I've got a memory like a friggin' sieve.
I should have stuck with French.
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