After a day and a half of travel, which included some anxiety about getting to my flight in Montreal, I am back home in Maadi, having just been dropped off by my friend Habib. I must admit it's actually nice to be back. Winter finds the air more breathable, the temperature cool, and the sky sunny. For a while these things will make a city that can be rather annoying with it's noise, traffic, and dirt, pretty bearable. The next week will be filled with checking in on people to hear about Indonesia, Sri Lanka, Tibet, and various places in Asia, Europe, and North America. Ideas will brew for future journeys. In a few weeks, facing a school term with no breaks for ten weeks, I'm sure I'll be ready to leave again, but for now the relative calm of my flat (the occasional horn honk, the neighbor continually calling for Ahmed, and the call to prayer) is a welcome respite after traveling.