In 1995, when I was eighteen years old, I began a gap year overseas. My experiences in Egypt were character-building to say the least, and I have many fond memories of attempted muggings, freight hopping, jumping off moving buses, being stranded in...
Ben and I met Andrew in Cairo in preparation for our end of year travels to Jordan and Israel.
Andrew took us to his favourite kushery restaurant in Cairo. After sampling the dish there, Ben insisted that it wasn't as good as that made in our favourite spot back in Alexandria. Andrew said he was sorry that it wasn't up to his standard. I sat there in awkward silence.
Ben was the only one of us to have visa issues getting into Jordan, and Andrew and I happened to overhear him declare with a raised voice that he was a "British Citizen", so we dubbed him "Citizen" thereafter, which he took like a good sport, and later we couldn't resist this shot:
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