Jack and I belong to the British Community Association, a British ex-pat club. It is a relatively small club where we go to escape the (often incestuous) tendrils of AUC as our only social outlet. The staff at the club are a marvelous group of Egyptians. Somehow they manage to put up with a lot… Continue reading Coptic Wedding
Month: September 2007
SNIC – Situation Normal In Cairo
So, the other day, I headed out in the morning as I always do. Walked to Abou el Feda Street to get a taxi to work. I had just reached the street when I saw a car approaching – black car, white accents, drivers window down. There are a million of them in Cairo. As… Continue reading SNIC – Situation Normal In Cairo
MotoGP: Saturday
Saturday: 125 and 250 practice and 2nd qualifier, MotoGP qualifier After the freezing rain of Friday, even the clear skies Saturday morning did not convince us. We packed up the cameras, lenses, fleeces AND rain shells. Hell, the VIP Village suite would be open, so we could leave whatever we didn’t need there! We had… Continue reading MotoGP: Saturday
MotoGP: Friday
Friday: 125 and 250 first qualifying sessions, GP free practice Most spectators do not go to the track on Friday. Few of the vendors are open, none of the hospitality suites are open, VIP Village is not open, but the pits are relatively empty, and the bikes are out. We almost ALWAYS attempt to go… Continue reading MotoGP: Friday
MotoGP: Getting there
We are motorcycle racing fans. We’ve enjoyed the MotoGP events at Laguna Seca (California, USA) for the past few years. Obviously, we would not be going to California for the races this year, and our trip to Qatar for the opening race of the season was such fun that we HAD to go to another… Continue reading MotoGP: Getting there
Empty House
The semester began on Wednesday, our guest rooms vacated on Tuesday. We’ve had a friend staying with us (off and on, as he traveled) for the last few weeks. We also had an American colleague of mine “drop by” for a visit. Needless to say, the inn has been full. We are not really used… Continue reading Empty House