It has been almost 3 months since our arrival here in Alexandria, Egypt. We have had plans and plans change. Recently we had another plan change and Allah knows best, we are hoping this is the last one. We had a great master plan before we arrived but things haven’t gone as expected. We ended up not liking the neighborhood we moved to in order to attend a specific Arabic language school, and no matter how we looked at it in the end we decided that we would not be happy for 2 years there and then started looking at other places.

I thought by now I would be planning the final stages of a move to Tanta, a city about 2 hours from here, but looking for apartments in Egypt is a test in patience. We could still move to Tanta if we wanted to. There is an apartment there that Ahmed likes the look of, although it is on the 5th floor with no elevator. But there are other draw backs, besides the obvious of walking up 5 flights of stairs every day. The mobile phones don’t work inside so you have to stand on the balcony to get a decent reception and the owner of the building doesn’t want to let us put a phone in so we can get wired internet and boy did he make a big deal about that. They do a lot of splicing of internet around here. One person gets internet and then people pay him and splice into his internet. This guy had some kind of scheme like that in mind from what we can tell and that was a bit of a sticking point. If you have spliced internet you have no control over it and it is going to be slow because so many people are connected. That was the biggest issue and we don’t know if the internet sticks (satellite) or working off the mobile phone hot spot will work there because phone reception is so bad. So, overall if we can find another internet source we can return back to that plan, but after going back and forth with the guy about a phone line the happy feeling we had about the place has evaporated.

We are of course on to the next plan, because other than that we would be on a plane home. I’m determined and I’m keeping Ahmed determined that we are going to find a place to our liking and get settled and get to Arabic class, Insha’Allah.

One thing that is really making my head spin is that while looking for apartments Ahmed has run into so many of them where the inside walls are painted purple or pink. I don’t know why these men are painting bedrooms and living rooms purple and not soft purple either. These walls are bright pink and dark purple. They don’t match the floors to the paint colors and then get upset when you ask to paint after you move in. They say things like, “It’s nice, why do you want to paint.” Meanwhile Ahmed is looking at an apartment with purple and pink walks and brown and tan floors!

We think that purple paint must be the cheapest at the store and building owners must be buying it by the ton. Because honestly I didn’t know any grown men before I moved to Egypt who thought that painting his house pink and purple was a good idea. If anybody knows the story behind all the purple paint I’d love to hear it.

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