Mr. Big Shot

When we got back into Cairo, the day before we were scheduled to leave, the Helnan Shepherd put us up in suites. I have never, ever been in a suite before, and I was flipping amazed.

A separate bedroom! A large bathroom! A couch in front of the TV!

But, of course, the air conditioning was just an overglorified fan and the TV only had quiet and LOUD for sound control. But the view was amazing.

Mom and Gail's suite had a nice desk off of the main room, so I took full advantage of it. Here I am, writing a memo to no one in particular.

"Bring me my interns, thrall-slaves!"

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