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After a long flight, the plane finally touched down in Cairo. Gianna was excited, but sleepy at the same time. She had always wanted to visit Egypt for as long as she could remember. The ancient culture, the pyramids, the sphynx. All of it called to her. So, after making it through baggage claims and security, she went outside the airport to finally feel that Egyptian atmosphere for herself. It was nice and sunny, like expected. Now, to make it to the hotel.

The Cairo City Center Hotel was the one the archaeoligical dig group was staying at. She hailed a cab and gave them the name of that hotel. Within ten minutes, she was there. She paid the taxi man, and got herself, and her bags out of the vehicle. Once she went through all the procedures to get her reserved room, she lugged her stuff up, and couldn't help but feel excited. All of the students were staying on the third and fourth floors. That was for a short time though. In a day or so, they'd be living in bunks at the dig site. Gianna didn't bother to unpack, however, she did lay down to take a nap. Jetlag did take its toll on her.

Gianna awoke with a start some twenty minutes later. Upon awakening, she remembered one vital piece of information. "Oh, crap!" She said aloud to herself. All of the students on the trip were supposed to meet in a conference room down a few floors. If she didn't hurry down there, she'd be late. So, she quickly brushed through her hair to make sure it wasn't a total mess before pulling it up into a ponytail. She then grabbed her phone, ipod, and room key before dashing downstairs, taking the stairs because there was a line for the elevator.

A few minutes later, she arrived out of breath in the conference room. Luckily, their little meeting hadn't started yet. She was just in time. She took a seat between a guy she'd never seen before and a girl from her school. The two females had talked on the plane ride, but not much. Gianna was glad there were water bottles in a bunch on the table for them to drink, for she grabbed one. She didn't like to run unless she had to. Once the bottle was open, she drank about half of it down. Needless to say she was thirsty.

Gianna observed other's while she was waiting for the meeting to begin. The guy next to had started talking to some girl about his book. Odd, he seemed to want to get the discussion overwith. Once it was, she couldn't help but catch the print, thus, as a habit, she read what she could on the page from her vantage point, before it was turned. Sure, she didn't move in closer, but she read it none the less. Books were a calling to her, regardless of type. When the page was turned, however, that's when the professor in charge of the dig stood up to speak..

She then directed her attention to the speaker, and away from the book. Mostly, they were going over the agenda. They were told that they'd better enjoy the city while they could, because first thing in the morning they'd be on a bus out into the desert. Lovely. No ipod, was her first thought. Music was another favorite of hers. However, she did pack a spare mp3 filled with her upmost favorite songs, and a huge pack of batteries. She'd have music out on the dig one way or another.

Gianna had paid attention while the Professor had finished up, but she was glad the meeting was over. However, when she was addressed by the male with the book, she realized she had been found out. That made her blush. "Oh, I'm sorry....I hope that didn't bother you...I know how some people don't like others hovering over their shoulders while they read..." She said apologetically.

Great, she felt bad now. And here he was offering to let her borrow his book. She took it gingerly, for it looked aged. "Umm, thanks. I'm Gianna Buvier. You can call me Gia or Anna for short. Take your pick, it doesn't matter to me either way." She stated, realizing she was rambling. She had a bad habit of doing that, and it made her only more embarassed.

Gianna raised her eyebrows. Dartmouth? Seriously. "I'm from Queen's in North Carolina...." She added, feeling a bit put out. If she was correct, Dartmouth was part of the best of the best when it came to colleges. "That's probably why you haven't seen me before." She said before biting her lip. "Thank's again for letting me borrow the book...I'll take care of it..." She reassured, holding it to her closely. To her it didn't make sense as to why he'd let her borrow his book, when that girl earlier had mentioned something about it, and he ended the conversation with her quite quickly.

Gianna instantly stopped biting her lip. It was a nervous habit. "Oh, ummm....No. My lip is just fine Erick. Sorry if I worried you..." She said, truly embarassed now. "It's a nervous habit..." She admitted quietly. She basically just made herself look like a total idiot in front of a complete stranger. Who just happened to be being nice to her, and she was going to be on a trip with for the next few months. Great, just great. Perfect, actually. Why was she always so awkward when it came to guys? .

Gianna smiled. "Yes. It is pretty amazing. Seriously, I mean, even all the superstition over 'the mummy's curse' back when they found King Tut's tomb, they just barely scratched the surface of what's lying under the desert sands. Most of the older pyramids or monuments are probably covered with the shifting sands by now...." Gianna noticed she was rambling and trailed off. Sometimes she could talk a lot. Her parents pointed it out to her all the time. It's just that when she had something to say, or knew about something, it was like she had to spill all the information at once.

"Oh....wow..So, you probably don't even need the book, having been raised around it all....Must have been so...so...enriching." Gianna stated with a grin. She would have loved having parents that were adventurous. As it was, they did move every year, but in the same state. What fun was that? "I'm hoping I can also go to Greece sometime soon. I love Greek Mythology. Just as I love Egyptology. I mean, having a god for each different thing. Isis, Set, Osirus, Anubis...The list goes on and on to many minor gods, like Bast..." Uh-oh, there she was rambling again. She quickly shut her mouth. .