scandalous arms

wandering around cairo is the best cure for ego. never have i felt more alien than i do here. even in long pants, t-shirt, and head scarf i am truly all foreigner and each pair of eyes i pass rake over me, taking in my appearance and eliciting a variety of responses. the women glare, the men smile, and the children point and laugh.

tomorrow, a long-sleeved shirt for sure.

tomorrow, the pyramids.