Historic End
The end of the school year marked the end of living in Qatar. The final months at the American School of Doha consisted of goodbyes, appreciation, parties, stress, mixed emotions and packing.
The distance between Doha and Cairo is not far. But shipping our belongings to Cairo was far from realistic. Government duties made sure of this. We’d fly to Egypt with luggage in hand.
Introduction to Cairo
The beige landscape at Cairo International airport resembled Doha and Amman, yet two features stood out. First the Nile River cut through this dusty terrain. The other, it was cooler.
In Doha, friends and colleagues always referenced feluccas, the iconic sailboats that travel the Nile. There are similar to dhow boats, sans motor. Within hours of arriving, the Storey family brought us on one at sunset.
New Stomping Grounds
We visited our new campus, Cairo American College, one of the oldest international schools in Africa at 78 years old, This gave the kids a chance to get an early lay of the land. The four acre campus was larger and more modern that expected.
But Egyptian history spreads across millennium. From the hotel, four pyramids dotted the horizon sitting above the Nile. A quick morning visit to the Egyptian National Museum clearly illustrated the rich history, discovered and still undiscovered, from the wealth of antiquities within this country.
Peruvian Athletic Supporters
Finally, the last four years in Qatar provided a chance to cycle and run. I discovered these activities won’t be as convenient. The early morning ride school director out east of Al Maadi crossed potholed pavement. Packs of dogs joined the ride and encouraged us to ride faster. It reminded me of life in Peru and another memorable part of my life.
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HI JOHN AND FAMILY
SO GLAD YOU HAVE ALREADY BEGUN YOUR ADVENTURE IN EGYPT, AS YOU SAY, SO RICH IN HISTORY. YOU AND YOUR WIFE WILL BE ENRICHED BY YOUR EXPERIENCE. AMAZING COLLECTION OF ARTIFACTS IN THE MUSEUMS AND JUST LOOKING AROUND YOU ON THE STREETS. YES, YOU WILL BE CHASED BY DOGS, BUT THAT IS PART OF ADJUSTING TO LIFE, IS IT NOT? I REMEMBER BEING SWAMPED BY CHILDREN IN INDIA AFTER GIVING OUT SOME COINS AND I QUICKLY LEARNED THAT IS NOT THE WAY TO DO IT. I ULTIMATELY HELPED A CONVENT NURSING HOME SELL THEIR REMARKABLE EMBROIDERY WORKS ON THE SHIP TO MY WEALTHY PASSENGERS. IT DID MORE GOOD. WE LEARN AS WE GO, ON THIS REMARKABLE JOURNEY. YOU ARE BOTH GIVING YOUR CHILDREN A REMARKABLE GIFT IN EXPOSING THEM TO ALL THE DIFFERENT CULTURES AND LANGUAGES AND THEY WILL ALWAYS HAVE A DIFFERENT PERSPECTIVE AND APPRECIATION FOR OTHERS THAT NO ONE ELSE COULD RECEIVE WHO HAD NOT BEEN THROUGH THESE EXPERIENCES. I PASSED MY STORIES ALONG TO MY CHILDREN BY THE TALES I TOLD THEM, BUT YOU ARE LIVING THEM. AS I MENTIONED, WHEN I WAS THERE IN THE 60’S THE SPHINX’S PAWS WERE STILL PARTLY UNDER SAND AND THERE WAS JUST A TOURIST PLACE NEAR THERE CALLED ” MINA HOUSE” I BELIEVE, HOW THE CENTURIES MARCH BY !!! I LOOK FORWARD TO HEARING MORE ABOUT EGYPT AS YOU LIVE THERE.
UNCLE PETER AND AUNT SARAH AND FAMILY
Uncle Pete, thanks for sharing. That’s fascinating that the paws of the Sphinx were still covered in sand. From what I understand, there are tons of new sites being discovered all around the country.