Tuesday, June 1

L&M Blues

15 minutes a day for a proper travel treatise—that's what the great ones say
But, how do I capture in time what I feel on an intangible and spatial level? 
Thus far, Cairo has been a dredging trudge, a dreadful dredge amid a straining stretch. Alliterative descriptions only add sadness to an even more sad day. In short, this place sucks.

Disassociation in travel? Normal
Anxiety during travel? A new religion. 
But the anxiety has blended with boredom in what has become a spiraled mess
The Middle East is boring once the shopping is done and exchange rates are exalted
One is left with a depressed city causing depression 
Lacking warmth (ironically)
While bearing an uneasy resemblance to every other Middle Eastern city 
Plus the ass-grabbers. Can't forget them. They make this place what it is: gross and sexually oppressive, 
But we're going to Giza tomorrow to see the Pyramids and the Sphinx, so...
I'll get my ass-grabbed in somewhere historic. 
The pyramids have to be good for something, right?