
Egyptian wedding: The time we weren't allowed to leave the wedding
As a short sequel, I will continue my story from March about the time I ended up at an Egyptian wedding.Namely, my local friends took us to a village wedding three hours from Cairo. Everything was nice until it started to seem that we had taken too much attention away from the bride (two European women with uncovered hair at an strict and conservative country wedding - we looked like intruders) and in solidarity decided to leave the dance floor so that the young bride could enjoy her spotlight. But the misunderstandings didn’t end there: it was past midnight and it seemed like a good time to return to Cairo, because the early morning we had to leave the city and travel to Alexandria by the Mediterranean Sea. However, our friends put on innocent smiles and announced that we would not be able to get Cairo...