RockBottomMusician

Traveling in general can be kind of a nightmare. There's a lot involved, and not knowing the language takes its toll. Unless you're optimistic and carefree. Then you couldn't possibly be American. One of the first foreign shopping experiences I ever had went something like this. We were in Islamic Cairo shopping for spices you can't get anywhere else in the world. The Egyptians have perfected this art. Spices so fine you can breathe them in without realizing. And if you are in Islamic Cairo, breathing in spices is one of the less suffocating scents. We came across a shop that finally sold their spices in glass jars. Many use woven baske

One day while roaming around by myself in the middle of the Jordanian desert, I came across a German couple in a Swiss hotel called, " The Movenpick." That was an awesome sentence. Anyway the couple were criticizing Americans and our lack of travel. Our uni-lingual-ness. And our general ignorance of world happenings. "What were you saying?" I asked. Not in a hostile tone. They looked up at me from their dinner seats. I'm sure the last thing they expected to find in the desert was a young, white girl traveling by herself. But it was a thing. And it was happening (in truth my traveling partners didn't want to travel as far north as I did, they