My name is Emily. I wait tables. I ride on a motorbike mainly for transport. The helmet messes up my hair. I drive a classic Harley. I do not like hat-hair. I live in Cairo. I have light skin and big brown eyes. I do not fit in where I live. I think I need to retire. I need to find a middle ground - something to keep me busy but not make my feet. I want to spend time by the ocean when I retire. I meet my fair share of you-know-what's that make life difficult.
My name is Kim. I do not like hat-hair. I do not like to sweat. I am retired. I do not like snow. I used to work for airlines. I like to grill. I like to gamble. I cut the grass. I live in Florida. I am old. I fit in where I live. I prefer the ocean and not the lakes. I get bored. I miss having my schedule full with work sometimes. I am bored in retirement. I own a dog. I am alone. I spent a month hiking  in Colorado. I took a break from working when younger.
Do you still go hiking in retirement? Not so much now that I'm older. Between the sweat and my joints, I haven't been out in a few months. Jackie, my pup, and I take walks along the beach every now and then, though. You'd love it. Oh yes I do love the beach. When I want to escape Cairo, Sharm-el-Sheikh on the Red Sea is calling! Ahh, that sounds lovely. How are you fitting in there at Cairo? I know you mentioned work was busy.  Yes. More tourists because it's the summer, but somehow the cafe owners laid off some staff because they're "getting old". My goodness! Reminds me of my days working for airlines. You should take a break in the off season, come visit. I'll grill your favorite. Sure. I love American style hamburgers, can't get them authentic in all of North Africa it seems. Say, when you worked for airlines, were there unsavory characters? Anything for you dear. And unsavory characters? I'd say quite a few! You meet all kinds of people as a stewardess, you know. It's why I ended up taking a break when I was younger! I just couldn't stand the rude folks, you know? Me neither. When people stare longer than a tenth of a second at my pale skin, they think tourist moneybag. Poor thing! I guess Cairo isn't all roses and sunshine, then. I never understood why people had such prejudices.  Yes, the land of tuk-tuks for the people and Harleys for rebellious women. I wish I was like you, at least for a day, in a country where women working high class jobs is admired. America isn't that great either. When I was young, women had to work twice as hard as men to get the same pay. The grass is always greener.