Alternate Demension

Yesterday Carrie and I were walking in Zamalek in pursuit of her sense of heaven: Subway. Though we knew the way we decided to take a short cut. We turned off on to a new street and immediately entered into a different world. We left the Westernized Zamalek behind to a find a true piece of the pure heart of Egypt. The street was narrow and cheerfully decorated with streamers for the recently passed 3id, people peacefully meandered aground the many shops. I would have considered these junk shops in the U.S., but here they were shown in a different light. You enter and are amazed to find tiny shops filled to the bursting brim with random household supplies, toys, gifts, food and about anything else you can imagine. The older woman or man genuinely greets you and welcomes you into their store. If you stay for a few minutes you get a look into their life, a snapshot of an ongoing movie. Walking a little further we reached our destination of mini -America and had our Egyptian style Subway sandwiches; just a few hundred meters from our starting point, but yet in a unique blend of cultures. There ended a brief adventure in my home of Egypt.