Despite the regular sandstorms, the khamsin, which seem to be overly plentiful this year, Cairo is quite beautiful in the spring. The other day I dropped some photos off to be printed at my local processor and had some time to kill before returning for them. I decided to take a short walk and just follow the blossoms. Three hours later, with the light fading, I was still following the blooms, discovering new streets and nooks in my neighborhood. There always seems to be another road in Maadi that I haven’t yet discovered: another interesting architectural detail, dilapidated structure, revolution graffiti, a friendly guard or boab (building keeper) welcoming me to Egypt.
April in Cairo is cool in the morning and evening, sometimes hot during the day. It’s still a month before the concrete of the city keeps the air from cooling at night. Right now it’s Friday morning just before the mosques all come alive with the noon sermons. The breeze has cleaned the dust off the trees in the garden, a welcome patch of green, outside from my flat. The local cats fight on the street below, a bearded and robed man rides by on a tricycle equipped with pedals operated by hand as he has no legs, and people start to wander about on this quietest morning of the week.
Check out my latest album, Cairo Blooms.