SANTERA! 
My wife went a few weeks ago, to get more freedom, exits, cingaderas ... in a word: parties, then! The following week, I stole with my home effraccion (photo camera, video ,...), strange coincidence ...
is so I decided to clear my head a few days of vacation with a mulatto; sure she found me stuck (for the women's), but had a good time, doing the right things in the right places, close to sea and under sun ... But last weekend, I sent a message "we see no more? " : She never responded ...
Also, I had to watch the movie "Miami Vice", I went to see an African was teaching I had an apartment to rent ... The boy found an apartment, a thickness that, we good Currently, short but nice.
Then, I found a little Cuban 'Lise' under the classical scheme: married, fucked with her husband, waiting for his papers, clearing the head with a good boyfriend ... (always the same, do not invent na ', right?). Maybe he found in my El Salvador, the Yuman-team? But it's a girl and I have to get into this mess, I have no guts to do that! Be quiet! She went back to his adopted country until you have your papers, I hope she has patience with her husband! If not, fuck!
Well, I also did not come out of the problems I can not have any women in my house (says the law), on the subject of divorce, would fail ... I do not want to risk having problems with the judge, I do not deserve that!
And my ex? Cing with all the people you want, at an undisclosed location of my (unknown to me only my guess).
Everything is upside down, I ate with a former girlfriend (Cuban of course). She knows all about my life, and more yet because I know even with my wife who cing! Imagine! She recingo well in the past and do not understand what you want from me now. The track was very long (struck my gums, stealing my Car key, ...) is preferable to avoid giving some more incredible details ...
also had to see my wife today, but after yesterday's fights (SMS insults) was ne thing! Maybe tomorrow? Reglita
I called, telling me to leave the matter there with "Lisette" the cuban, his cousin ... and also receives a call from the mulatto, ended with the premium and the mulatto tells me
- you know why did not respond to your sms?
- No!
I say - I bumped into a truck and spent a few days in a coma, now recovered, please come see me in the hospital ...
I'm thinking, I also crashed a car last week, fucking my knee and my bike ... ... That siñifica all that?
I think I need a priestess, URGENT ...
The story you like?
And of course, the death mask ... Indescribable finesse and sensuality. 
A new museum scheduled to open in 2009 . Hopefully it worthy of the beautiful pieces that close ... because right now it is an affront to what we do history! 
Back to the reality of Cairo. Although the world is still here, we are pleasantly surprised! After spending eight days to be harassed, it is almost a divine surprise that a "no thank you " sent a taxi is not followed by a raise, then another, itself ending an insult! After many vicissitudes hotel (we had found a nice hotel but without glass windows and a mosque under the window in question!), we land at the hotel Dahab, a small hotel perched on the roofs of Cairo, not far from the place Talaat Harb. Backpacker atmosphere that reminds me of Morocco. The room we occupy is arbitrary but do not overlook the street ... which is a huge plus, all for the night 35 THE is the cheapest found so far. 
At the tables some European bourgeoisie expatriate trying to recreate a lifestyle. I wonder how I'd live if I lived here ... I will try to recreate a life "Western" or instead of me melt in life "to the Egyptian"? Main 
