Day 4(cont.)
Outside the museum building, the cameliers of the pyramids had metamorphosed into shoeshine men. Did the fact that we were wearing sneakers and sandals deter them? No. They insisted on polishing Attila’s cloth sneakers. Out of curiosity, he begged me to let one of them give him a shoeshine. At E£3 a shine, (I didn’t have the energy to haggle) it was money for a double lunch, but what the heck. Splurge time! The shoeshine man was really good at it too. Then Attila insisted it was my turn. I looked down at my grubby feet held in place by the flimsiest of sandals. What polish could he possibly use and did he have a brush tiny enough to sweep over the thin straps? Curiosity got the better of me. Five minutes later, giggling uncontrollably, we walked away with polished feet, pedicured toenails and shiny, dust-free sneakers!
Outside the museum building, the cameliers of the pyramids had metamorphosed into shoeshine men. Did the fact that we were wearing sneakers and sandals deter them? No. They insisted on polishing Attila’s cloth sneakers. Out of curiosity, he begged me to let one of them give him a shoeshine. At E£3 a shine, (I didn’t have the energy to haggle) it was money for a double lunch, but what the heck. Splurge time! The shoeshine man was really good at it too. Then Attila insisted it was my turn. I looked down at my grubby feet held in place by the flimsiest of sandals. What polish could he possibly use and did he have a brush tiny enough to sweep over the thin straps? Curiosity got the better of me. Five minutes later, giggling uncontrollably, we walked away with polished feet, pedicured toenails and shiny, dust-free sneakers!
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