So i have developed a lovely horrible new addiction, Shisha! I absolutely love it. I’ve been finding myself waking up in the morning and wanting to smoke the sweet taste, of cherry, peach, pineapple, yadda, yadda, yadda, there’s so many flavors to name, but thos are my faves. There are also tons of shisha cafes every where but there are only certain ones that women are allowed to go in. There’s just something so relaxing about going on top of a rooftop bar enjoying a cold beer or sipping on some mint tea, or sweet iced lemonade, puff, puff, puffing away watching the sunset on the city scapes, or reading a book with your feet propped up, chillen back. Or if you wanna get your shisha on, on a crazy level you can drink a bunch of beer, put your party socks on and get rowdy to this shisha song that i have provided for your listening and viewing pleasure. Its so much fun, for those of you that know me, cant you just picture me getting crazy to this song, getting all shished out. So when you listen to this song don’t be shy, and shake your hips or head a little, get in the moment!
Since I have a new found addiction, I thought I should embrace it and get a shisha pipe of my own. So I went to the bizarre and went on the hunt for the perfect shisha. This couldn’t be any ol’ shisha pipe it had to be the one for me. My new Egyptian friends went with me because they said if I went alone I would for sure get ripped off, they could bargain for me and get the Egyptian price. There are shisha pipes sold every where, with the owners trying to lure me in, with there selling tactics. They all have the same strategy, and say the same thing, it gets pretty annoying hearing the same thing over and over again. Like oh pretty lady where you from? and I say America, and then they say I love Amrika, Obama ! You cant help but smile and laugh a lil cause its funny. Or they say nice tattoo or I have best shisha in Cairo, give you good price, and pretty much all the pipes look exactly the same everywhere. I think I heard the same thing about a gazillion times. While on my search I saw a man actually making the shisha pipes right there, it was really cool. But then I saw it, out the corner of my eye, in a shop that I was passing by, where there was no man trying to hassle me to go in there shop. It was calling my name, it was blue and pink with silver shiny glitter, I swear there was none like it, because I looked everywhere. It was definitely made just for me, but then I found another one that I couldn’t live with out, so I had to get both, the other one has stars on it, love it too! But since I don’t want to travel with them, I had to ship them back to the states, so that when I get back home, my two shisha babies are waiting for me.
From the long mission of looking for shisha, we decided to take a break and stop at a cafe an smoke some shisha ourselves. Me being the tourist I had my camera out taking photos and I caught eye contact with this little girl and i was like shit! she’s gonna come up to me and beg for money, of course she does, but she asks for like ten ten pounds, which is a good amount of money and I didn’t have any change, and my friends were telling her sorry we don’t have change, but she wouldn’t leave, so we just tried to ignore her but then she started taking the coles off my shisha and started putting them and another one that no one was using and she was trying to smoke out of the empty one, it was really funny watching my friend get in an argument in Arabic with this little girl, so then finally we found some change and she left us alone, but I got a picture of her before she left. She looks sweet but she actually was a lil terror.