As the airplane was flying low over Cairo, I couldn't help but realize that this part of the world was covered with a grainy blanket of sand. From the perfectly square condominiums, to the sand dusted streets, Cairo sparks with life.
The cars rush by pedestrians, blaring their horns to sound awareness. It is as if the horn is their second language. Even sitting in a taxi makes you feel like you're a character from some fun-packed video game.
The fruit juice stands have marathon length lines with people waiting for their refreshing beverages to help them escape from the scorching heat.
The children of Egypt are making the most out of their resources, they kick around a deflated ball, while the doorman of a luxury condominium waxes the owner's Jaguar to an ultimate shine.
The Egyptians are very warm and welcoming people. When I say, "Assalamu alaikum," they reply with a longer, "Wa alaikum assalam wa rahmatullahi wa barakatuh."
After settling down, and trying to make Egypt my home for the next month and a half, I came across many unique experiences. For starters, the cats; they are everywhere, groups and bunches of these poor stray cats, looking for a bite to eat from someone else's leftovers.
When the cats fight, they sound like fierce tigers from the Amazon.
A sweet child was sitting on the curb, in a heap of sand, lost in a swirl of peace. He was building a fortress to seek refuge in, all while smiling from ear to ear, as if the world around him froze and the hustle and bustle disappeared.
The streets are dotted with tall palm trees, the leaves swaying in the occassional breeze.
(I will write about the cool experiences soon inshaAllah, I am just very tired from school and gettting used to Egypt)
