Here she is, in all her glory
waiting for me to come and consume yummy drinks
our home away from home.
And then, the spell was broken as the barista behind the counter waved his finger at me and yelled, “no photos!” You can totally see him getting ready to yell at me in the background of this picture.
*sulking* It’s not like I was trying to steal trade secrets or anything. I’m just a fan.
*sulking* It’s not like I was trying to steal trade secrets or anything. I’m just a fan.
Aside from the crabby barista, Starbucks Egypt doesn’t look too much different than Starbucks America, but it feels different. It’s the same decor, the same product (same price!), but there isn’t that wonderful overwhelming coffee smell when you walk in and it’s missing a warmth that I usually notice at home. Also, they allow smoking, which ruins any chance they had of being my favorite place to hang out.
We did pick up our Egypt mug to add to the collection, but I think I’ll have to wait for my real Starbucks homecoming in 2012.