I’ve been here in The a Land of the pharaohs for 6 days, still in Cairo and it’s been good; adding more Arabic words and phrases to my vocabulary, meeting more family and friends who continue to show me more and more love.
Nothing stops Hamada from his prayer times and I’m respectful, allowing him his time. In our home, if family wants to come and “sit” (that means visit overnights, eat & drink) the husband must get wife’s permission. So far we’ve had sisters-in-law Mona and 2 of her 4 boys. The 2 eldest had to stay behind in the Village to sit with great grandmother (Jida in Arabic). Her name is Naimah, she is blind and Hamada is very protective of her and all his family in the Village. He does everything for his wife. Sometimes it’s difficult for me to accept these things because I’m such a giver and nurturer. Am I enjoying the ride? Yes, definitely.
You would be amazed at this city, Cairo at night. The BIG APPLE, NYC the city that never sleeps, has nothing on this place. Well after midnight, Driving from point A to B I’m in awe of the amount of activity taking place. Everything is lit up in bright neon lights and open; eating establishments, 24 hr pharmacies, dress shops, kiddie shops, kids with their parents scurrying to and fro, being careful crossing the busy streets, folks on the boulevards sitting, smoking Shisha, drinking Shay (tea) as well as on the little neighborhood side streets. GIZA is where we live. An Egyptian City on the West Bank of the Nile, near Cairo. The Giza Plateau is home to iconic Egyptian monuments, including the pyramids built as royal mausoleums around the 26th century B.C. and the Great Sphinx.
Some of you remember our Egyptologist and guide, Mo; from 2011, 2012, 2018. He lives in Rehab City about an hour’s drive from Giza. He welcomed us into his lovely home to introduce us to his family. He sends all his love to those that remember him. I must admit I had a real scare en route. Jassar; Hamada’s buddy, also a cop was driving us. Suddenly I felt a thump thump and immediately I thought oh hells bells a freakin flat tire. We are on a 5 lane freeway with cars, buses, motorcycles whizzing by and breaking speed limits. Wait! Speed limits? Drivers didn’t act like there were any postings. Jassar and Hamada reassured me 5 minutes, stay in the car and we’ll be on our way. Oh hell no. I’m taking my chances out of the hazard light flashing vehicle and I’m standing on the shoulder. It took a little longer than 5 minutes with Jassar changing and Hamada directing oncoming vehicles. Then as Jassar wrapped it up, the tire iron somehow landed in the middle of the freeway. Oh, no Jassar! Don’t do it! Leave it! Well thank God he retrieved it successfully.
A few more days here and I do look forward to whatever is next in store for me as I continue on my journey.