So the past few days since my arrival in Cairo have been jammed packed. Maybe the longest and shortest 48 hours of my life. I live in a flat in Agouza (a district of Cairo) with 6 other girls. The are three of us in my room–Liz is from Michgan and got engaged four days ago so she’s in for quite the emotional adventure. My second roommate Claire, who fully embraces being a child of the 80’s, is from Georgia, but goes to school at Northwestern in MN. I think we’re going to have a wonderful semster. The program emphasizes the community here and I anticipate enjoying this environment greatly. Classes start next week, but for now we are getting the hang of living and functioning in the city.
Yesterday we visited a mosque for Friday prayers and had endless meetings filled with information that very few of our jet-lagged memories will be able to recall. Last night, after some confusion, I managed to communicate to my Aunt Amani where my flat is and she picked me up for a short visit with my grandparents. It was fabulous to see them and in case anyone was wondering their Christmas tree really is a sight to behold.
Tonight is dinner at Khan el Kahlili and whirling derivishes…I’ll keep you posted.