Hello from near to the finish line of Ramadan
and close to the start of Eid
Then.. perhaps.. we can get back to a little normality (not)
I thought Ramadan would be so, so quiet. I even thought I could finally get to grips with the music software program Ive been meaning to learn for the last 8 months. But Cairo has been a WHIRL.. even moreso than 'usual'. In the last 5 weeks there was galavanting in Fayoum and coming back with feathers tied into my hair.. a short trip to Dahab which resulted in closure on a long term affair.. then an ocean dive into a sublime Sudanese journey of passion and poetry.. then having to re-enter the day to day world on the Prince's exit and setting up 5 courses to run in autumn and a residential.. not to mention other projects.. and now I am trying to take Suzi around town and find stuff to do in Ramadan where everything is dominated by iftar (the first meal at dusk that breaks the day fast)and most of town is closed... ah well just a few more days to go :-))
Ahhh yes... and there was the little matter of a man coming into our flat at 5am about 9 days ago, having climbed from the building back staircase onto my balcony (over a 7 floor drop). Luckily Marte saw his hand as he hid behind the kitchen door.. otherwise who knows what may have happened.. Going to the police resulted in being kept for 3 hours whilst making the report and escorted back by 3 policeman who then took the bawab (doorman) which then resulted in a whole heap of info being revealed about how the man opposite has a brother who will be running for president (!!) and me going to the police could have resulted in a scandal as the bawab of the building was questioned and people could make use of this (!!).
Never a quiet day..
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