Siwa is less about rushing around any major sights than it is about sitting back with a cup of tea or a sheesha and letting the halcyon days wash over you.
She puts water in the tea kettle, gets the treat, pets the dog, and decides to throw the dog bed covers into the wash, and realizes the wet load in the washer has to be hung on the line (yes, she even hung her laundry in the sun).