Day 1

Sand, smog, shouting-- old buildings with paint chipped off, plaster crumbling, and people teeming like ants on all surfaces. Contrasts: mosques and peace murals guarded by military policy toting AK-47’s; bright glass buildings poking between centuries-old minarets and apartments half-standing; Armani and D&G flash beside and behind hijabs and floor length black gowns; a Mercedes cuts off a cart pulled on oval wheels by a dusty donkey. Cairo—Day 1. I’ve got a lot to process.

Last Day in America

Tomorrow morning I drive to Orlando, hop on a plane to JFK, and settle in for the 11 hour flight to Cairo. The past two weeks have flown by. After returning from school, I spent as much time as possible at the beach, chilling with friends and getting my surf on. The slow, laid-back pace of Indialantic has been revitalizing. I'm excited for the next two months in Egypt, and I can't even begin to imagine what all is in store. Let the adventures begin!