The last few days have been pretty uneventful. I haven't started classes yet and there really isn't anything for me to do. I've sat in on a few classes here and there, but usually not more than one in the morning and one in the evening. You can definitely tell there's a higher standard here than in Asia. There isn't any of that "let me show you around like you're a child" feeling. If you want to do something, just go do it. You're in charge of your own stuff, you just have to make sure to let the bosses know where you are.
I spent a good chunk of the morning today talking to an Egyptian staffer named Ayman, he affectionately calls me Carter because he was having some difficulty saying Ian. But he still calls Dustin, Justin. He used to be a teacher at the school but they've moved him over to advertising. He seems to really like it, but he really wants to work with students teaching them "soft skills", like interpersonal relationships and communication. He thinks it's the most important thing we can teach the young. But he seemed to think "soft skills" meant being kind and open, which isn't wrong, but isn't exactly right either.
I nearly made it in to get my physical for my Iqama, the driver and I went around for twenty minutes circling the area before he found the place that he was supposed to take me. Mr. Robert, the head driver, went back to the Philippines for holiday and left others in charge. It didn't go so well. What's worse, is that when I did finally show up at the clinic I'd realized I'd forgotten my visa copy. So I get to do the whole thing again tomorrow.
Other than that, it's been pretty quite. I can't wait till I get my first pay check, it'd be nice to get a guitar or something to fill the time. I've been studying Arabic, but that shit is dense. It's nearly as hard as Chinese, but I can actually read some of it.
I love you tons and hope you have an awesome day. I hope the whose smells like tree and Reeves confusion.
Love, Your Bambino.