Sherma and I recently visited Istanbul. Our hotel concierge suggested that we go to a famous belly dance / dinner theater. We were picked up by a van that went from hotel to hotel picking up guests for the show. In the van we met a few interesting gentlemen that we asked to share our table at the show. One was a parisian artist, the other a Moroccan physician on holiday. The artist was hilarious and looked alot like Salvador Dali.
We arrived and were seated at a table not too far from the stage. Food was ok but the show turned out to be excellent. First there were two exotic belly dancers that performed. Although I am no judge of Belly Dancing the dancers were sexy and fun to watch.
Then the Master of Ceremonies explained that they were going to have a Sultan contest. They picked four men from the audience to compete to be the Sultan for the evening. I was one of the men selected. They had a contest where we had to compete in various tasks – such as showing our biceps, repeating drums beats, etc. I won and then I was crowned Sultan and entertained in front of the entire audience – a bit embarrassing!
After crowning a new member of my harem was selected and then she performed especially for me.
We all laughed so hard. We had a wonderful and memorable evening 🙂