The following morning, after devouring my breakfast in bed, I showered (again!) and dressed in my freshly hotel-laundered clothes (it was worth every penny) and returned to the Nile Hilton to register a complaint with the manager on duty. Embarrassed by his employee’s behavior, he apologized and offered me a room at a deeply discounted rate. I declined, telling him that I much preferred where I was staying—right next door, at his competitor’s hotel. I walked out feeling a bit like Julia Roberts in the film Pretty Woman… and ready for my next adventure—the pyramids at Giza.
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