Beni Suef

"There was a definite process by which one made people into friends, and it involved talking to them and listening to them for hours at a time."

Earlier this week my friend Sarah and I took the train down to Beni Suef to visit the Smith family and to participate in their English camp at St. Marks language school. This trip, however, was unlike any other trip down to Beni Suef...it was my last one (at least while the Smith's are still there). It was a bittersweet visit spent reminicing over the past three years and making the best of my last visit with them.

We ate crepes, rode a felucca, watched shows on their computer, graffittied the roof walls, had a water fight, rode motorbikes, and helped out at the camp. At the camp we danced the cha cha, played games, and baked cookies. It was pretty fun and the kids really didn't get out of hand at all. The boys were facinated by the art of cooking and Becca made sure i didn't get to close to the batter for fear of me cursing the dough with my horrible cooking skills!

Becca, Nick, and I really didn't get much sleep at all. Becca and I talked. Nick listened to music...and spied on us. I remember the days when Nick had boy cooties and Bec and I built forts and played cops and robbers. Now we mostly talk...and for some reason it seems just as fun. We talk about everything. It was very theraputic having Becca around to talk to during the years and know that she was experiancing some of the same things i was. We've been through a lot together. A LOT. I'm going to miss you guys!

- Becca and I on our motorbike

remember...

- Buttocks, Canada - oranges - dutch blitz - aquapark - maya - upside down pineapple cake - emily's underwear - nights at Anafora - locked in the room in Alexandria - johnny clegg - mike's friend ahmed - Gloria getting her groove on - eddie murphy the donkey...........