I’m surprised I took no pictures at all today. The original plan was to have a tour of the city today but with the current events, our tour was canceled. Instead we sat through a two hours and 15 minutes lecture, went out for a one hour lunch break (I had an omelet, potatoes, and KETCHUP!) and rushed back for two more hours of Intro to Islam lecture. We have such a great professor. He’s super passionate about the topic, knows a lot about this culture, and the best part is that he speaks with a really loud voice that demands my attention thus I can’t sleep… 😀
I spent Friday evening doing homework… we have lectures tomorrow, and Sunday as well. Tim, an international student from Washington (state), said that they don’t have classes on Fridays and Saturdays and resumes on Sunday. Can you imagine?
Today marks the second week since we departed from our beloved home on this journey of five months. We’ve already explored two countries – it’s hard to believe. It feels like it’s been two months, and when I think of home, I realize the distance and amount of time still stretched out before I can step foot on familiar soil again. It is so bittersweet.
By the end of the time we were in Geneva, I was ready to leave. When we got to Istanbul, I missed Geneva everyday, and was ready to part ways with Turkey. Now in Cairo, I long for the daily prayers heard throughout Istanbul and the lively traditions of shop owners trying to make a living. I wonder what I will take away from Cairo.
Egypt so far is everything I’ve imagined it to be: beige, sand, and heat; and nothing like I expected to see: living in a wifi dormitory with huge air-conditioned rooms. With recent conflicts, it’s hard to explore this city, and not to mention classes, readings, and studying. However, I’ve learned a lot in the short amount of time I’ve spent on this program, but boy do I miss The Hill.
The hives on my arms are not gone yet so whatever I’m allergic to, I’m still exposed to it. It’s really disgusting. I’d thought it was the milk…perhaps not. Maybe it’s the bread, or bed sheets, or… I don’t even know. Trying to decipher the cause of this really stresses me out and it doesn’t help with the rash on my skin. This completely sucks.
We’ve come a long way, and still got a ways to go.
Thanks for coming on this journey with me via this blog. It means a lot to me, and know that I miss home, family, and friends everyday.