1) 22.03.08 I had a certain image of myself upon returning to Cairo. I would be sitting in our garden, a new notebook in hand, sipping cool, freshly- made lemonade from the guy on the 26th of July Street. Surrounded by cats and schoolgirls looking over the fence, I would write, wearing flip-flops made in the Arab Republic of Egypt, documenting the Joys of revisiting the city of my youth after two years of abscence. Of course, all this is being written in an Internet cafe, but I am happy to report that I managed to fulfill that image. I am also very happy to be able to say that up to now, it has indeed been a great joy to come back here. Leaving from Tegel, happily using it for my own bit of travelling in stead of picking up or dropping off friends and relations, I soon became aware that the legendary leg space provided by Tuifly planes is limited only by your immagination. A few nigh- yogic contortions led to a comfortable and tenable sitting position. My neighbour,...
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