Leipzig-Stuttgart-Cairo

"You live in Germany?" asked the German passport control woman.
"No, I live in Egypt."
"You live in Egypt?" she rebutted with almost mocking incredulity.
"Yes. I was just in Germany for Christmas."
"How did you enjoy it?"
"Great. Lots of food and beer."
"Ahh, yes. Good food," came with a rare, if brief, smile attached to it. Then it was back to business.
After flipping through my passport's pages, she remarked in a tone completely devoid of all humour, "You have a lot of stamps in your book."
"Ya...." Please just stamp my passport. Ironically, Egypitian passport control was easier...even with my re-entry visa that was sure to cause some problems.

As I had suspected, Cairo didn't disappear during my 12-day absence. The air did seem to get a bit clearer, surprisingly, and I must say that it feels nice to be back.

Stay tuned for some serious, and furious, posting both here and on the food blog about my little excursion to the land where everybody speaks German.