In Algiers

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Today is like sunday for muslims, so this morning we went for a really nice drive into the mountains to a place where there are monkeys to feed. We took some bread and watched them. They were so funny, especially when little Soraya shared her bread roll with one.

We had a beer in a restaurant with arab style decor, then went to Claudine's houses again for lunch. In two cars, everone went off for another drive along the coast highway to the beaches for a walk.

We stopped and had a coffee in a restaurant and when Kamel ordered I followed the conversation with the waiter in arabic and it went like this;

Kamel; "Six coffees and one coffee with milk."
waiter; "We don't have coffee with milk."
Kamel; "Do you have any milk?
Waiter; "Yes"
Kamel; "Do you have coffee?"
Waiter: "Yes."
Kamel: "So, coffee with milk."
Waiter; "But we don't have coffee with milk."
Kamel: "You mix the two together! You *$#&*%!i(MISSING)diot #@*#$!!!!"

I finally got a white coffee.

The sunset was really beautiful. To end a perfect day, we had dinner at Kamel's parent's house, which was a seven course meal;

1. Mutton soup
2. Liver rice with chick peas and tomato sauce
3. Cheese and bread balls with chick peas and chicken
4. Salads
5. Prunes cooked with spices, honey, lard and mutton
6. Cheese tomato onion biscuits
7. Oranges, chocolates and coffee.

This was all served by Kamel's sisters who acted as waitresses, while we sat down. They ate in the kitchen, but didn't seem in the least put out for it. Hospitality is their speciality, and it's a delight to be on the receiving end of it.

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Comments

[bobby bo bo]

LOL!
ha ha coffee with milk what was he thinking and did really say the last part?