The last few days have been tough for me, stuck hundreds of miles away as shit gets real in my adopted-for-now (but forever in my heart) home country. Yeah, I know, that sounds melodramatic – I’m not the one dodging tear gas. Last night (this morning?) I had to blast out some thoughts on how I was feeling, do… something. Forty-five minutes, no editing. Catharsis. And I did feel better afterwards. It’s posted on MatadorLife – here’s the link: Notes on NOT Being In Egypt As It All Kicks Off.
[Oh, and I've neglected this blog far too long. Partly because I'm trying to decide what direction to take it. New Year's Resolutions begin in February March, right?]
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Hey, I was in Egypt when it all began, I had to leave and I can’t wait to go back… I understand what you feel, I think.
I wrote about it and it helped me a lot. Will you go back at some point? Would you have joined the protests if you were there?
I understand what you feel, too… I was there, I so stupidly left Cairo the 25th to go to… Siwa !! althought I knew there was a big demonstration that I wanted to join but then I thought oh well, I demonstrated so much before, plus ok I really need to rest, ok let’s go to Siwa… And then no way to come back because we just couln’t find any car, carretas, whatever, who would try to enter Cairo again… So I was there again between the 1 and 4th of February, in my usual place in Bab el Luk… and couldn’t walk the goddamn 400 meters to Tahrir… I still can’t believe it ! I am now back again in Europe, I couldn’t get over it for days, stayed indoors, in the black, for days…
Not to rub it in, but I was in Cairo until Feb. 1. It was incredible. I was so sad to leave. I still can’t believe that I was a part of something so incredible. I saw that you’re back in Egypt and I’m super jealous. Please post more so I can live vicariously while stuck in not-Egypt for the foreseeable future?