2005-09-09 22:50:15

It all started with a night at the famous/infamous Arabic cafe called " Eden's Garden", a great place for tipping belly dancers and for argile akid. Severely jet lagged, I enjoyed my first sahra at that cafe that extended till 5 AM , Michigan's time ;).

We drove to Vegas, rain and shine, called Rami who was 3al Forssa as always. Roamed its vibrant sleepless Casino/Hotels and streets till exhaustion swept us away on some bench, leaving us with crazy fits of laughter while guessing out loud, at passbyers ,who looks arabic and who doesn't. My advice on Vegas, when you Win, Cash in.

Argile nights were a must! from Grace's house to Maha's to JoAnn's garden to the master of argile preparation " Soha"

Pasadena, reminds me of sanaye3/hamara for some apparent reason, was the last night out. After a nice life band dinner we walked, high on life, bumped into a Korean couple( Koreans have the worst reputation on the roads of LA. I heard, saw, and expereinced). SO yes, this korean guy walking almost bumps into Maha and looks so apologetically at her. The only thing she had to say considering the state of hyperness we were in was : Yeslamliiiii. bfarje sneno and he says : Sank You!

Last day ended with a french breakfast outdoors in Mont Claire Village, they also have Square Cafe,( talking about Soultanieh) check it out Rami. Before dropping me off at the airport, we finished with a tea party in the garden. Afterall, we are still and will always be, children inside.