Reblogged with permission by the Breakaway Backpacker , Jaime Davila. The door-opened lights went on in the dorm as if it was not 2am. I woke up pissed, but was freezing cold and needed to pee. I realized it was the hostel worker showing people the dorm. I handled my business, and then went up to him and asked him for an extra blanket. He asked me to follow him to the closet. So I got my blanket and went back to sleep. I had my free breakfast and went back to sleep as usual.
I finally got out of bed and went to the lobby with my daypack and had planned to work on my blog a bit before heading out and exploring Cairo. Moments later he sat near me and asked me what I had seen of Cairo I mentioned not much.
He then offered to take me out and show me a bit. I packed up my stuff and got ready for a mini date through the streets of Cairo. So there we were⦠outside of the hostel and he asked me what I wanted to do. I had no clue⦠I know I wanted to explore Cairo, but was not sure what to do or see. I felt like such an idiot⦠at one point he even told me to call him whatever I wanted. I felt horrible⦠Now a few days later I can pronounce it well. We made it to the Square and he pointed out some key points from the revolution and he told me that he was there too fighting along the rest of the people.
We had a tea and then he showed me around the back neighborhoods where you can see signs of the revolution. I asked so many questions and learned so much about it.
He recognizes that the people of Egypt have come a long way since the start of the revolution, but still have a long way to go to be where they want to be. Then finally after dropping a few hints my self we started talking about our sexuality. I asked him how it was to be gay in Egypt.
