Posts tagged prose
A Conversation I Overheard

I want to tell you about a conversation I overheard the other day between two older white ladies. The circumstances surrounding how I came to hear such a story are unimportant. But, needless to say, out of privacy concerns and also the subtle amount of racism involved, the names have been changed to protect the ignoramuses. Everything else told is exactly as I heard it.

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I Didn't Go to Egypt to See the Pyramids

With the exception of a few close friends, most people I told about an impending trip to Egypt were shocked. They were even more surprised to learn that I wanted to stay, for an extended amount of time. But when they asked why, I had no answer. I could only explain that I was NOT going to Egypt just so I could snap a few pictures with pyramids, gawk at local cuisines or follow the well worn trails of tourists circulating through the country like a passing gust of wind.

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