This man has saved more marriages than any psychiatrist, counselor, or religious advisor. You can take any or all of your clothes to him to be ironed for almost nothing. I know a lot of little boys who thought that being a makwagi was the perfect job because you got to see what was going on all day. They usually outgrow the idea.
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
The Makwagi
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and what a great name! that just rolls off the tongue.
- The Equestrian Vagabond
Very interesting!
When I worked on a dig 30 years ago in the Valley of the Kings, the expedition would send our dirty clothes out to be laundered. I was enchanted that even my underwear came back ironed. Then one day when I was walking through Luxor, I came upon the makwagi and saw that the iron he used had no spray mechanism. Instead, he would take a mouthful of water and spritz it onto the clothes through his teeth as he ironed. Made the idea of having ironed underpants a bit less hygienic-seeming!
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