Spanish Beer-Pong For my last night in Egypt Tuesday night, I met up with Rosa and Juan Carlos on the Dahab beachfront promenade for a night of drinking, pool, drinking, crazy ping-pong games, and some more drinking. Our night of fun drifted on until the wee hours, me trying to understand their English, and them trying to understand my feeble attempts at Spanish. By the end of the night, we were all speaking that third international language which you can only understand if you have had six or seven beers. I bid them a fond farewell, exchanged emails and we parted ways at about four in the morning. (Rewind 12 hours) Good travel karma shined down upon me earlier that morning when I met a fellow American from Phoenix, Arizona at the hotel breakfast buffet named
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