Back to Cairo

It's always a weird feeling the day I step foot back in Cairo again after leaving Alexandria. The reason is because I adapted to the Alexandrian culture and morals. Even the weather of the two cities differs significantly, with Cairo being much more humid and Alexandria having the Mediterranean type of air to it. Also, like I mentioned before the people in Alexandria differ greatly from their counterparts in Cairo. However, this peculiar feeling I seem to get disperses in a very short amount of time only because I love Cairo very much and I quickly adapt to it again. Also, this time when we returned to Cairo, my brother and I were supposed to go and spend some time with my cousins, who are about our age. So I was sort of looking forward to returning.

Cairo is a beautiful city indeed, however if you're not accustomed to the hassles of it, you'll quickly develop a hate for it. And there's no telling if I actually love the city, or if I love the cover of it. What I mean by that is I have never really never had any responsibilities inside the city and I only witness the touristic side of it. But there's no telling that I'm proud to be Cairene.