It’s exactly one month from my little excursion to Cairo! Looking up hostels to stay in, seeing familiar street names and just the general thought of being in that city gives me the tickles.
It still hasn’t sunk in yet — that I’ll be walking down Talaat Harb again, bargaining deep in the maze of Khan al-Khalili (because like all Hong Kongers I hate being ripped off and love a good deal even more), spending 5 minutes just trying to cross a major road, relearning my Arabic numbers (because it’s all very counter-intuitive if you’ve spent most of your life in a Westernised world):
Caught these kids playing around when I was last there. From the joy on their faces, you can hardly tell the hand they’ve been dealt, can you?
Life finds a way even amongst the dead.