Pay attention. Seriously.
If you’re ever longing to return to Chechnya or Afghanistan but cursing those costly plane tickets, the Siwa oasis’s old town might make a decent backup plan.
Some people will tell you that the current state is from centuries of rain, some will tell you it’s because the town moved and people removed the roof struts, and some will subtly suggest that the town is nothing but an abandoned sandcastle on the shores of a dried up seabed. That’s what the oracle told me anyway. It also told me you’re gonna die.