Masr… I don’t know where to start. Driving past the Gizeera Club yesterday on our way to the Flamenco hotel in Zamalek brought flashes of Ahdaf Soueif’s “In the Eye of the Sun”… a fascinating book that takes you through 20 years of modern Egyptian history through a young woman’s journey.
Zamalek is so beautiful. It’s an island in the middle of the nile, and it has a unique air to it.
I just can’t seem to find the right words to put my thoughts onto cyberspace at this moment. There’s so much about Egypt that we have grown up with, from the children’s mysteries, to the magazines, to the TV soap operas and films, to great music, and books that accompanied me in different stages of my life. I have such mixed feelings about finally being here physically, and while I just wish it wasn’t for such a short trip where I have to focus on work, it’s enough to look out my window at the Nile, Cairo’s big brownish buildings, and the incredibly vibrant street pulse (at 7:00am on a Friday), and feel a warm contentment for being here.
Photos and more coherent thoughts will come within a few days.
