al ahreesh street - eat sand

sand storm, that's some kind of sand feeding process, whereby the wind does its job of feeding sand into people's mouths.

a 45-minute walk from metro supermart in al ahreesh street, off al ahram street in giza put a lot of sand into one's 5 senses.
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just stepping outside the hotel, a guy came up and asked, "where are you going?"

wanted to ignore him, but he kept asking. still he wouldn't want to say more, just walked faster and tried to leave him behind. but he wouldn't go away. "i'm the police," he said. but he's not in police uniform, though with a walky-talkie....

"where are you going?"

"buy hibiscus tea."

"let me show you the way."

so he followed him crossing the busy road, with him, trying to slow down the on-coming traffic, as if he owned the road.

not far from the hotel, he showed him a small dirt road, "there, supermart."

he went in a small grocery stall... it just opened for business, the stall-keeper still opening up the inner doors. he spoke to him in arabic. and he showed him the hibiscus tea. then he realized he had not changed his dollars into egyptian pounds... so he said, "ok, thanks, i have to go..... no money.."

so they came back to the hotel.

then he exchanged his money and went out the hotel. he met the policeman again. this time he said, "i'm going to al ahreesh." and he did not follow.

after 20 miuntes' walk with no clue where to find al ahreesh, he showed another police man the destination written in arabic by the tour-guide, an asked, "how to go to al ahressh?"

he took a look at the paper, said, "here, follow me."

he went to the road side, and hailed a micro-bus, "al ahreesh?"

"naam", the bus stopped.

"you go up, and pay 1 pound."

so he got into the mirco-bus, with the door always opened, and paid the driver 1 pound. after some stops, the micro-bus stopped, the driver said, "al ahreesh."

he pointed to the street opposite where the micro-bus stopped, "is that al ahreesh."

"naam."

good men, cannot be known by just their looks. you meet them, it's your luck.