We then visited the “Egyptian Perfume Palace” back in Cairo. In typical Egyptian sales pitch fashion, our group had a presenter who gave us a canned presentation (twice) while we sipped a “hospitality drink” (I had the mint tea) and were handed our order sheets.
Janice and I chose the Lotus (gee... I wonder why... hehe) and found some beautiful bottles for ourselves and loved ones.
The bottle was wrapped and packaged so well that it survived the trip in my suitcase without any leaks.
In Egypt, everyone expects a tip of some sort. When I was paying for the perfume and bottles, the counter women kept punching the calculator over and over (showing the same amount of change) and making eyes at me. I just waited until they gave me my 13LE.
It was not until later that I realized that they wanted me to give them the change as a tip...
After a while, all the tipping just seemed like unstoppable bleeding, since it is continuously, ungratefully, voraciously expected.
Our skin became much, much thicker on this trip.