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Roger is not into dressups and neither of us is in to spending money on things that we will never use again but we couldn’t be the only ones from our group not to dress up. I determined I would find a cheap galabiyah for him to wear. I did and then we had to experiment with the head dress. Firstly we tried my yellow scarf.

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and then my lacy blue number. We decided to go with blue and off we went to dinner

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where we found our compatriots in their finery. Sheiks with their hareems. Roger the peasant amongst royalty.

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One had come prepared having brought a dinner suit with him and dressed as Howard Carter – the Englishman that discovered Tutankhamun’s tomb in 1922.

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After dinner we retired to the lounge for some entertainment.

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We danced Egyptian style.

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Roger was asked if he could sell some tat that had been bought that day in his bazaar stall. The funniest thing, however, I failed to capture on film. Roger, Sheik Rod and one other man from the audience were selected to entertain us. They were taken outside and given instruction (they were driving a motorcycle in the Cairo traffic and they had to demonstrate with movement and sound what they were experiencing.) They remained outside whilst the MC came in and placed a chair in the centre of the stage. It looked like a throne. He said to the audience that unfortunately the three men had a bad case of diarrhoea. Roger went first and to my mind was the funniest. As he blurted and blasted and shifted buttock postition on the chair I almost fell off the chair laughing. I realised that it is awhile since I have found something so funny that the tears rolled down my face.

All up it was a funny, fun night.

In response to Cee’s prompt funny for the Fun Foto Challenge.