Cairo, Egypt
October 2010
When my mother went to Egypt in 1984, she came home and told me that she hated this trip. She didnt have one nice thing to say about the trip. When I asked my father if her reaction to Egpyt was too strong, he told me, "It wasn't that bad. It's just that Cairo is a fifthy, dirty city. That's all."
I thought he was being too harsh. But when I finally made it to Egypt, as I looked outside my hotel window and captured my first citywide view, I more clearly understood his comment some 25+ years ago.
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