School has finally kicked in as I have my first assignment due tomorrow. It's only a three page paper and I have all the reseearch I need for it, but old habits die hard. I will once again be writing it the night before. I have a feeling that with all the travelling I'm planning on doing I won't often get the chance to do things too much ahead of time anyway.
I had been doing homework between my 10:30 and 2:30 classes on Sunday-Tuesday-Thursday, but last Thursday Jim and I found a group to play basketball with. Except for Jim and I, everyone was Egyptian. It was a lot of fun, especially since no one was that great and I was considered a good shooter. Bryant and Tom will probably find this amusing. The hard part is that there is sand everywhere here, so any hard cutting or jump stopping is out of the question, and it is really easy to over pursue someone when on defense. Evern tougher, we had a minor sandstorm on Thursday. Visibility was cut way down and I finished the session with a mouth gritty from gulping sand whenever I had to to breath hard. Sunday was much nicer and I got to know the group a little better.
Yesterday I had intended to do a lot of work in the evening, but as it so often seems to happen here, I ended up spending two hours in a cafe getting tea and shisha and talking with people; all of which are great things, but I am now cramming in school work again.
I have made a habit of losing things lately. I accidentally left my Custer State Park hoodie on the bus to Bahariyya, and yesteday I left my ND hat in a classroom and didn't realize it until the bus was already halfway back to Cairo. Finding the Lost and Found office today was quite process, and the only hat they had was a black military beret. Hopefully my professor picked it up on her way out and will have it for me tomorrow. If not, I will have to get a new hat. I've had my ND hat since seventh grade. It started off white with navy blue trim, but during the past eight years has become permanently beige and the navy has faded to purple, and the hat itself has become threadbare.
3 comments:
As much as I complained about that hat, I really did like it! I hope you find it. Remember when we picked it up off the street in downtown Chicago?! I could not believe we found it! Your hat has been a lot of places! It sounds like you are having a blast. I just put together an intramural slow pitch team...you would be proud :) I hope all it well.
I guess if that hat had to die, there would be no better place than halfway around the world in Egypt.
I had so much fun that one time you let me play with your slow pitch team in st. peters.
If you want to come to omaha for your spring break, I would let you play for us... :) Enticing, I know!
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