I live in New Cairo and yes, it is new. But sometimes it is hard to get my head wrapped around that.
When we think “new”, we imagine shiny and clean.
These aren’t the 2 words that pop to mind when I look at my neighborhood.
Shades of brown, dust, dirt, garbage and touches of colour scattered amongst is what I see as I walk daily to school and to my shops for much needed water, bananas and bread (oh and the odd Milka bar as well).
But with the shades of brown comes smiles, high fives and the odd person who stands out from the rest.
Once while looking for a restaurant, a lady offered to drive us there so we could find it. We got inside and she happily drove us to it.
Once while shopping, we paid too much for our vegetables and the man happily told me and returned the money.
Once while waiting for Jade to join me, the parking man offered me his seat so I could sit down.
Small gestures that mean a lot when adjusting to a new place.
So although shades of brown dominate my landscape, I see the colours and the vibrancy of the people who encompass it as well.