Interview by Isis Zahara
IZ: When and why did you decide to start a successful
dance carrier in Egypt?
Hello, I'm Luna, and I'd like to welcome you to "Kisses from Kairo,"* my blog about living and working as an American belly dancer in Cairo.
Life in Cairo isn't easy for dancers, foreigners, women, or even Egyptians. It is, however, always exciting. That’s why after living here for seven years, I've decided to share my experiences with the world. From being contracted at the Semiramis Hotel to almost being deported, not a day has gone by without something odd or magical happening. I will therefore fill these pages with bits of my history in Cairo—my experiences, successes, mistakes, and observations. Admittedly, my time here has been rather unique, so I want to stress that while everything I write is true, my experiences do not necessarily reflect the lives of other dancers.
In addition to my life as a belly dancer, I will write about developments in costuming, performances, festivals, and, of course, the dance itself. I will also make frequent references to Egyptian culture. I should note that I have a love/hate relationship with Egypt. If I make any criticisms about the country, please keep in mind that I do so with the utmost love, respect, and most of all, honesty. Egypt has become my home, so I want to avoid romanticizing and apologizing for social maladies, as most foreigners tend to do. Nothing could be more misguided, patronizing, or insulting.
I hope you find this blog informative, insightful and entertaining, and that we can make this as interactive as possible. That means I'd love to hear from you. Send me your comments, questions, complaints, suggestions, pics, doctoral dissertations, money, etc., and I will get back to you. Promise. :)~
IZ: When and why did you decide to start a successful
dance carrier in Egypt?
Yes, I’m talking about that M. McDonald’s. The place in which no
self-respecting American traveling abroad would be caught dead. We Americans
who travel abroad suffer from a sort of McDonald’s complex. We are painfully
aware that the rest of the world stereotypes us as provincial, untraveled,
uncultured cowboys who only speak one language and only eat fast food. So, to prove to the world (and ourselves)
otherwise, one of the things we do is avoid eating at McDonald’s. Even when it
might be in our interest to do so.
I am one of those Americans who suffers
from McDonald’s complex. Not just because eating at McDonald’s would be an indication
of close-mindedness, but because of all of the things the fast-food chain has
come to symbolize over the years. Especially here in the Middle East. As one of
the largest corporations in the world, it is a symbol of American economic and
cultural hegemony. Is it any surprise, then, that McDonald’s restaurants have
become a favored target of anti-American violence in the Arab world, alongside our
embassies?