Feeling foreign

In September 2010 I made my dream come true and traveled to Egypt.

I didn’t see too much of  it. My days were full of lying on a beach and nights were spent in a club.

Even though, I was happy to be there. I felt comfortable and confident. I felt like it’s my place.

The only thing that made me feel strange was language.

I didn’t understand what people around me were talking about. I was spending time with my Egyptian friend and both of his Arabic friends. I couldn’t join the conversation, because I had no idea what they were talking about. Only sometimes they talked to me in English.

Because of this I felt foreign there.



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