December 2nd, 2009
Nov 30, 2009 22:50:20 GMT -5
Post by Andrew Preston on Nov 30, 2009 22:50:20 GMT -5
December 2nd 2009
Dear Jillian,
Well, hopefully this letter will get to you before Christmas. And if it doesn't well... I guess you'll have to deal, won't you? Nah kidding. Notice how early I sent it? I think we can call that commitment. I'm in Egypt right now, pretty cool right? I guess I can't really write down excitement but everything around here is about amazing. Might have to do with the fact that I've wanted to see this place since... well, for a long time. I haven't been to the desert or pyramids and whatever yet though, I just got here last night so right now I'm camping out. Well okay not really camping out, but this hotel isn't much better than a tent would be. I was surprised to find a post office around here really, but I think this town is a bit more touristic than a lot of places I've been so far, because of the pyramids.
You know I'd have thought it'd be weird to be out here by myself without really any money to speak of, but it's refreshing. Sometimes I eat once a day because I need to keep my money for clean water to buy, and I can't say I mind the hunger. Or the bugs, or the lack of comfort of pretty much every place I've been to. The magazine sponsoring me is obviously no National Geographic, but I really couldn't care less. I feel like I'm myself out here and that's weird. I didn't think there was a myself. But when you have so much time for self exploration you might as well find something out right? And when the only person you can talk to doesn't understand your language, it makes communication pretty hard. Every city I meet my new guide, and every time he speaks a different language. And for some reason, it's never english. I'm due to go to England in February though, if I meet up with an arabic speaking guide there I might just shoot myself.
I do miss home at times. Well, Kansas City - New York was never home. I miss hanging out with you and that idiot we call a friend - what's his name again? Elliot? Elvin? Whatever. And well I do get to wonder about Cass at times. I've sent her a couple of postcards, and from the few times I've been able to find a place with access to a computer she'd sent me one or two emails, which was pretty cool though they were short, but then I guess it's not like we had that strong a bond to talk of in the first place. I still worry over her. That Owen guy better as hell be taking good care of her, though I guess if he managed to get her in an actual relationship I should be giving him a medal rather than threatening him. Not that I care, you know, but whatever.
The sun is setting right about now and it's a bit weird. You know when you look out and you just see... well, nothing. Sand and sky. And there in the middle a big, yellow orange spot that's supposed to be that thing apparently keeping us alive. It's a good thing I've got a camera and hundreds of rolls of film with me, because the things I've seen so far, well... it might take hours to show the pictures I've taken when I get back.
Either way, the sun was pretty much the only good source of light I had to write this, and so I guess this is it for tonight. Take care of yourself Jillian, don't do anything stupid - well, anything dangerously stupid or whatever, don't jump off a cliff for the thrills of it and don't jump over a fence to pet a tiger unless it's plush and all that jazz. Tell Cassandra I'll send her another postcard soon and Elijah will be getting something like a letter at some point too.
Andrew
P.S.: I did get you a Christmas gift, sorta. I think what it cost me is the equivalent of three american bucks so treasure it cause that's three less bucks I get to feed myself with. It's really just a piece of paper with a cool drawing but I figured you might like it.