Egypt....Oh Egypt. Fantastic. I'll probably make a photo blog of my adventures...but this blog, is my tell-all with how it all went down with my ex. Im going to be completely honest...which isnt always fun for people to read, but f--- it, thats why its MY blog. I'll include photos and small stories.
Day One/Two: Travel Day
My ex had to work before our flight. So I saw a friend of mine to say goodbye and then off to pick him up I went. On the days I see this certain friend and then see my ex - the same thing goes down every time. It's slightly exciting but completely confusing. I'll take it though [for now]. Regardless, my ex was finally happy. He said he was relieved to be off work and not dealing with his business partner [lots of drama has stemmed]. We got to the house to finish packing and hurry to get shit together. I must have done something right because it led to us connecting and appreciating each other. I felt - this is a great start to the trip. Unfortunately - I was overwhelmed. I knew I had been wasting so much time driving him around, I knew I had been spending nearly every day packing up my stuff and dropping it off at my mom's - followed by unpacking everything at my mom's. I was the one getting sitter's for the dogs and planning it all out. I was the one racing to find people to run my shop while I am away. He noticed my stress and asked me why I didnt have time to pack fully. I snapped. I didnt want him giving me shit. So, calmly, I explained my focus had been moving out since by the time we are back from Egypt, I needed to be out. "There's no rush for you to move out" "Dude, its been almost a month since the break up - youve repeatedly told me this break up is too much because I am not gone" "Its your place too, there's no rush". It hit me...he ultimately didnt want me to move out. He wanted his closet back, but he didnt want me gone. WTF!!!!!!!!!!!! UGH! Needless to say, this didnt settle right in my head. I stayed pretty pissy for awhile. We got to my parents house to meet his parents. I had his new ID card and had kept it for a couple days - I didnt want him losing it or misplacing it before the trip. Well, my sister's big mouth decided to run and tell him - he storms in and flips a b****. That was IT. I grabbed my shit and got in the car - SERIOUSLY pissed off. Don't tell me off about something so petty and in a situation, where you know I did something for the best. You don't need an ID - you dont do anything outside of work. F***. We headed out - stopping at Wendys. He offered to get everyone something - but that was declined. Since the break up - if I decline something, he actually listens. Til today. He reached over and handed me a sandwich and fries. [this was my second hint that his emotions are coming right on back - you may think, hey its just food, but no...not to my ex]. At the airport he teased and picked on me a lot til he fell asleep in the terminal. His mom and I got some Starbucks and caught up a little bit. I got as much texting and calls as I could out of my system! I was a bit nervous to leave behind my shop....my pups...my house...my friends. They had all been my life support and I was going 10 days with barely any communication. I was nervous..... The flight was the intense part for me.
We were sat together - away from his parents. We enjoyed dinner and watched our own movies. Towards late night - he tried resting his head on mine. I couldnt sleep for anything. We had our own 3 seat row - so I attempted laying across and sleeping - that only worked for a hot minute. I began getting super emotional. Us snuggling or cuddling - felt as if we were still dating. That didnt make sense to me. I was realizing how sad I was to have us traveling together, for essentially, the last time. We had done so much traveling in our relationship...and now...its over?! THat sucks - he had become one of my favorite traveling partners. He liked to be active, but not overdo it. He loved roomservice and sleeping in - me too. And - he liked trying new places.
Tears poured out while he laid across the seats, he noticed. He took note and tried to talk it out with me. Finally, emotions subsided and I listened to music. We made it to Sweden. Nothing special to report. We got back on the plane - his dad was seated between us on this flight - that's all I have to report on that - I watched movies and he slept. We ended up being in the middle within 20 minutes of take-off.
We arrived to Egypt - pretty pumped about being there. We were sharing a room but not the bed. We showered and got ready to go to dinner. Everything was yummy and it was a fun night. He got me to take photos with some locals who were making Zalabea. He fell right asleep and I stayed up talking with friends.
SIDE NOTE:
I did not have any intentions of going to Egypt to make my ex fall back for me. I knew that was pointless and silly. And I was sticking to it. I just wanted us to be nice to each other the whole trip and enjoy our opportunity to travel and see his sister, and meet her husband.
Day Three: Maadi and Shisha
I was up bright and early. FIGURES! I asked my ex if he wanted to go breakfast. He shrugged it off and said no. I decided to take myself downstairs - feeling good about doing something on my own. I assumed Id see his parents down there, but nope. I enjoyed everything I tried. My mind was SO torn between calling up to the room [I found out breakfast was open an hour later than we thought] and letting him know it was a good set up [we arent a huge fan of some hotel breakfasts]. But, I fought those thoughts down. I decided to just enjoy my alone time. Within 30 minutes, I look up and there he is. We got back up to the room - to find out his parents were leaving without us. OH HECK NO. I may have been sleepy but I was not hanging at the hotel all day with him. Not the first day. We got it all squared away - we had not missed them. We started our day at the seven story mall. My ex made note of how he expected to see only covered women. He noted their great rear ends and looks. Didnt phase me - which is a SHOCKER. Everything phases me, regardless if I am verbal about it or not. We rode to Maadi with his sister - We snapped tons of photos. After walking around - we stopped at Pub 55 - a shisha cafe. That made for a great time - food, drinks and shisha were really good. We continued walking afterwards and then made our way back to the hotel. The ladies asked me about what my ex and I were - I said nothing as of now, hes too confused and its best. Its almost as if they dont believe me...I feel like that with almost everyone I talk with.
The girls decided to go try out the pool til the guys came to meet us. Pool was warm/spectacular. At first - my ex kept to himself, splashing and bothering everyone eventually. His sister, him and I swam out to the outdoor pool - FREEZING! He then started to swim around me, try and pull me under, tackle me underwater, etc. For the rest of the time - he was like glue, playing around and enjoying the pool with me. I took it - it was nice having a fun side of him around. I got tired and I guess, everyone felt the same. So, we all packed up and headed to our rooms. I stripped down and pulled on a warm robe and hopped in bed. My ex asked if I wanted room service - I said sure, since we arent going out for drinks with your parents, lets do it. We picked our own deserts. While waiting he kept looking my legs up and down - he asked how long room service would take. I started laughing - I knew exactly what that question implied. There was a lot of emotion and almost, a love within his actions. It threw me off, but I kept that part to myself.
Room service arrived with our deserts - they looked fantastic - did not taste that way. I forgot his sister had mentioned their chocolate isnt like ours. Not rich and yummy. BLEH! He eventually fell asleep after his sugar coma and I stayed up kinda late.
Day Four : Pyramids Pool and Dinner
After a very incredible night - I decided to enjoy my early rise - with a balcony view. I decided it was early enough in Egypt - that it was nearly midnight back home. So, I skyped. Not realizing it - but my ex had woken up, listened in and showered. He was totally irritated. I finished up and came inside the room to see him putting his shoes on. I asked where he was going, he grumbled, breakfast. I said oh okay, well, ill go with you. He walked right out. I stood there slightly stunned. I got dressed slowly and it hit me, he was jealous. REALLY?!?! YOU HAVE NO RIGHT AT ALL! I huffed and puffed about that the entire way to breakfast. I arrived and saw him sitting at the same table we sat at the morning before. I sat down and glared the s*** out of his face. I said, are you mad? He goes, yes I am. He began giving me crap for skyping a guy. I told him he has no place or right to do so, he decided to find someone else FIRST. I said no part of my conversation was inappropriate or something that should upset him. He looked at me, "you flew all the way across the world..." I cut him off - this trip isnt about us. You made that very clear - spending the past month trying to get out of coming because of work. You wanted me to stay behind til you realized your sister really wanted me here. YOU BROKE IT OFF WITH ME! I was FURIOUS! How the **** dare you. SERIOUSLY?! I spend weeks in pain...weeks crying...not eating...suffering. HEARING ABOUT SOME BULLSHIT BARTENDER WHO DIDNT EVEN WANT YOUR STUPID ASS SELF?! SOMEONE WHO TOLD YOUR BUSINESS PARTNER SHE NEVER WANTED NOR HAD A SINGLE INTEREST IN! THE GIRL WHO PICKED YOUR BUSINESS PARTNER OVER YOU?!?!?! FUCK YOU...thats right no stars on that one -- FUCK YOU. I had HAD IT! My engagement was broken off over some dumb hawaii girl who ALSO wanted NOTHING to do with him. Like seriously....get the FUCK out of here and OUT OF MY FACE.
I got my food, shoved it down and left. I didnt have the energy to make small talk with his parents when they arrived at breakfast. HOW DARE HE!? All of the above was said to his face plus more. It generally reloved around those ideas. I got my stuff together and we all headed out. He pulled the "im still mad at you card". Saying that isnt the way he wanted to wake up. He doesnt want to hear me talking to a guy whom he is pretty much jealous over and the friendship I have with him. I spit it right back -- telling him THAT GUY is the one who listens, who never avoids me....THAT GUY and I have a completely different relationship than you and I because it IS different.
By the time we arrived at Pyramids - the attitudes had subsided. We had a great time exploring the pyramids via camel. We all got our own - his sister and him took over camera duties. The tour guide was super friendly and very gentlemen like - he made sure his sister and I had full assitance getting on and off the camel -- and even when climbing certain parts. When we were near the Sphinx - the leader gave a hand so we could be on a ledge for photos. My ex turned around - and goes, Oh I guess I could have helped. I go, oh no, I dont expect anything less from you and walked away. After our photos were taken, we were helped down - I was the last one to come down. My ex stood there with his hand extended - I refused it and hopped down. Amazing....*roll of eyes*
I cant complain though - it was a great experience. We took "couple" photos but didnt argue cause itd be too difficult to even explain to anyone of the forgien culture - plus, nearly everyone was under the impression that we were engaged. After our ride - we popped into a little shop that you can make your own perfume oil. As we were wrapping up - my ex, offered up the idea of getting something for my mom. So, that we did. We all hit the pool after we arrived back at the hotel - it was FREEZING but fun. Within 30 minutes - his family was out of the pool and relaxing poolside. HE and I kept within the pool and played around. His Dad noted to his mom, we are little lovebirds. To me...it was all the Egypt air. Nothing more.
We all left the pool within an hour - to get showered up for dinner at the Citadel. I had seen photos of this from his sister when she first moved out to Egypt. I was excited. I wanted to wear a dress but the windy-ness of the city, put me in jeans. I got complimented on by my ex. Always nice to hear. We took the bus to dinner [its a mini-van/bus]. This place was gorgeous!!! My ex and I decided to share this awesome meat dinner served on your own personal grill.
We both were on a good level that night. It got super windy...so as we walked to the van - we stayed silent and just took in the park. It was gorgeous! He ended up wrapping his arm around my shoulders to keep me warm - I looked at him, and asked, so what are you doing?? He just smiled and goes, being a nice FRIEND. *roll of eyes* The car ride home was simple...we were all in a food coma - we went back to the hotel and slept off our awesome weekend.
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