I really got some sun yesterday. I am not super burnt, but I am beyond pink. For those of you who havent seen me in a while, the pic above is not me, you can easily tell this is so bc I would not be smiling. He is in for days of pain, itching, and peeling. I was googling funny sunburn pics and this guy takes the cake. I went and played disc golf with my buddy Greg from Georgia, then I went and read my book in the sun for a while. I didn’t realize how much sun I actually got until I showered later to go to the talent show. Oh yes, we have an employee talent show and it was quite a show indeed. The show was in the rec center for employees. There were 8 acts or so, about half were guys and their guitar singing a song and missing the mark. A girl named Teodora from Bulgaria who I work with in the restaurant sang 3 songs, one of them was ‘losing my religion,’ she was really good. One guy who runs the employee pub was surprisingly awesome at classical guitar, that was really enjoyable. Then there were some other acts that were really hard to even watch. One tall, blonde, lanky girl with coke bottle glasses read her own poetry, which would have been fine, but she was so nervous and stuttering horribly, and I have seen her around before, she is very socially awkward to begin with. I felt so bad for her, it was literally tough to watch. I thought people in the crowd were gonna boo her or something, but thankfully no one did. It wasn’t really poetry like youre thinking, it was more her rants on people who visit the park and just people in general, from what I could understand. Poor girl. Everyone actually cheered really loud when she was done, that was really cool. She walked off the stage proud and that was great to see. Between the technical difficulties, the miscues, the surprising talent, and the general lack of talent, the talent show was as uncomfortably awesome as I imagined it would be. This was the Old Faithful talent show. Sadly, I will not get to see the top 2 (classical guitar guy and a martial arts group routine) move on to the parkwide employee talent show on Wednesday due to work.
I got a new roommate today. His name is Mena, he is from Egypt. His English is better than he gives himself credit for. He is a little shorter than me, stout, and shakes his head and stares at me blankly if he doesn’t understand what I am saying. His native language is Arabic, I hope to pick up as much from him as he does from me, although I don’t think what I pick up will be as significant. I might learn some letters or a few words, I think he will leave here much more fluent and I with a clue of Arabic. He really wants to learn the English language and I intend to help him. Lesson one: approach every man with big muscles and ask “How about I kick your ass?” All kidding aside, we have already had a candid political discussion and how we view each other’s countries. When I asked him what the first thing he thinks of when he thinks of the US, he answered with one word, “free.” The way he said it was really touching. I could tell he meant it, but he was not afraid to tell me that there is a good number of people in Egypt who have a much different first thought, which I told him was 'to be expected' (which is when I got one of many head shakes and blank stares). He goes to a pharmaceutical school in Cairo and will be in Housekeeping at the Inn. I was trying to do the math as to why he would want to come here for that, so I asked. He said he really wants to learn English and thought this would be a good avenue for that (my words) and this is part of a work and travel program he became aware of through his school. He is here until mid September, so hopefully in 2 months he will be fluently using “that’s what she said.”
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