People keep asking us (well, me, at least) about our adventures. For the most part, we haven't had many. Cara saw almost all of the tourist sights when she lived here before (and I've seen the big ones), so there seems to be little need to head for the pyramids again until we have visitors to show around. It'll probably be a while before we have another adventure like our excursion to St. Catherine's Monastery in 2005. Yet, in many ways, every walk down the street is a little adventure. Of the little adventures we've had, here is a quick list of some highlights:

• Having the bowab's little boys insist on helping us carry groceries the last 20 feet of the walk from the store.
• Watching a concert of "American Pop Music," which consisted of Sinatra-style love songs, accompanied by piano.
• Got shafted out of some money by people who came to "clean bugs" out of our drains. We should've known better and it could've been worse.
• Spending 45 minutes figuring out how to use a match to light a gas oven with temperature gauges. No, there is no pilot light.