Cairo blues. It is impossible not to think about the Cairenes at the moment. They are rebelling against a leadership they don’t want. As I am writing these words the news is filled with headlines like “Anger in Cairo” and “Shots in Cairo”.
Tourists are clogging up Cairo airport in desperate attempts to go home. This is no longer a place to sightsee. The pyramids in Giza are closed to the public. Cairo is no longer a peeping hole into the past, a place to contemplate history and the ancient pharaos. Today, Cairo’s history is in the making. After having suffered in the hands of Hosni Mubarak for thirty years, the Egyptians have had enough. They want change!
My thoughts wander to the man in the photo. Exactly one year ago, we spent some time in Cairo. Discovering the back alleys and trying to decipher the culture. I wonder where this man is today. Is he still sat in his café overlooked by images from the past, smoking his shisha? Or is he amongst the protesters in Tahrir square, calling out for a new direction?