Not in Cairo anymore…

Another one of those reminders about how different things are here. Not always better, not always worse, just different.

Yesterday I went to the pharmacy to get a prescription filled. The nice lady behind the counter checked and they did not have the item I required.

She offered to phone the pharmacy across the street to see if they had it.

I said that would be great and that I would do some other shopping while she did that.

I go through the store to get the other items I needed and returned to the pharmacy window.

The nice lady says:

Yes, they have it across the street. Here is your prescription.

and she handed me the doctors prescription sheet and smiled.

I blinked.

I blinked again.

Then it dawned on me.

They are not going to send “a boy” scurrying across the street to fetch my medication for me.

I WAS GOING TO HAVE TO WALK OVER THERE MYSELF. IN THE RAIN.

ay da?!

And this is supposedly a civilized country!

harumph.