The Proposal

So, the past few days have been pretty interesting.  I've been running errands with Sama and getting to know Cairo better.  I went to the hairdresser by myself (trust me, that's a big step... lol) and a few other things.  

However, these things are not the main topic of this post.  Here is why my evening (yesterday... that's Thursday) was so interesting... and truly hysterical.

Sama had some friends pass by to get their gifts from tante Samia (from her trip to Switzerland).  So people were ringing the door bell all evening.  Well, the doorbell rang and Sama and Leila answered the door.  

Let me give you a little back story here:  the apartment below us is being renovated.  I like to sit on the balcony for non-air conditioned air.  Sometimes the guys are working while I'm outside.  I stay generally out of their sight, but sometimes it can't be helped.

ANYWAY, last night the doorbell rang and Sama and Leila answered the door.  There was a man at the door that Sama didn't know.  He asked if he could talk to the foreign girl who lived here.  Sama said why?  Who are you?  He said my name is... (whatever)... and I want to ask her to marry me.  Sama said, I'm sorry but she has someone in her life.  He gave her his card (with a shaking hand apparently) and said please can I talk to her?  Sama said, no.  But if something changes we'll call you.  lol...

OK.  When Sama came back to the living room her and Leila are cracking up.  Sama proceeds to tell the story.  The poor guy even went home and showered and put on his nice clothes... everything.  lol... he's a marketing and product sales manager for the company fixing the apartment (according to his card).  Let me tell you we all had a good laugh.

According to Sama and her mother, I'm not allowed to leave my room and I certainly am not allowed to sit on the balcony anymore.  

Well, I just thought that was a wonderfully ridiculous story that I needed to share.  Otherwise, things are good here and I'm having a great time.  :)