It was second of march , after months of
fighting I was graduated and I had gotten an scholarship to study Arabic in Egypt,
I was at the airport ready to fly and the line to board started to be longer, I
remember my aunt, my mom and an old friend, among wipes my mom told me “Do not
cry, this is what you wanted” but inside of me I knew that this trip would
change my life, I knew that I was leaving home without to know about the
return… I think I have not cried as I did that during that plane to panama, the
hostess was watching me like wondering why I was crying a lot, by the window
arriving to Panama I could see those freighter that I used to see from the
balcony during the sun sets in home, but from up, from the sky there were
softly beautiful, all the colors of the lights and its reflects on the water…
Once on the airport I called mom someone
give me a free call because I didn’t have card, and I sat to see all the
foreigners moving around looking through the gates, I remember strongly a group
of Jewish with their black tunics and those strange and curios braidings, and
how to forget it? The hats… I just was thinking do they really hate us as T.V.
shows? They seem to be so polite and serious, too harmless and kind. Suddenly
in between of my emotional confusion I saw a friend of my father, although he
was not really close friend I felt so happy and I just ran to say hi, he asked
if I was going back to my city, I told him the purpose and he really encourage
me “You are a strong woman, I’m sure you can do it”, few words from an
acquaintance but in the right moment just push me up.
The trip to Spain was good, just often I
was opening the window to be dazzled by the starts on the sky at the night,
contemplate the hugeness of the universe in the middle of the silence it has
been one of the most sublime moments I have ever lived, when I realize how small
I am, I realize how big is the universe, how great is God. Departing to Cairo I
had an old woman next to me, she was really nice, single but a happy woman
enjoying of her retirement, we talk about food, culture, religion and life
while some Egyptians were observing us, the sun had down when we were flying on Cairo, I was expecting
to see deserts, camels and of course the pyramids, but was at night I just
could see that long shine snake which is extended through the African continent
knows as the Nile river, the famous island of Zamalek popular for the luxury
houses, where embassies and rich people is placed. Landing was very exciting,
the dust, the palms and the “International airport of Cairo” also in Arabic I was
overwhelmed …I should confess that I use to cry when I travel.
Passport control and Libyans were running
from one side to other, was confusing, I didn’t
know where to go, what to say, finally I just follow the others passengers
of my airplane, I clearly remember a woman she was coming with me in the same
route from panama indeed she was a diplomatic, we talk a little bit in the line
and among all the conversation she mention that anyone who can drives in Egypt
can do it in any place around the globe, I didn’t know what she meant but later
I would knew it. I went out I couldn’t find my fiancé, I just asked for a
called, among all the situation caused by the revolution in Libya and Egypt,
the terminal for the fight was changed, and he and I didn’t know, I paid one
dollar to talk to my future husband (who is not an Egyptian) I thought was
expensive but in the laws of universe it was returning the favor of the call in
Panama.
On the taxi I could feel the cold breeze
although the weather was hot, I saw all the cars on the way, people wearing
tunics, all kind of animals and a lot of noise, I remember myself trying to catch every single information,
sound, images, smell, everything. Reaching home I took shower but I wasn’t
sleepy for the jetlag and I was hungry (although I have to confess that it was
more an excuse to go out than a fact), I just wanted to go out and discover
all, the first thing that comes to my mind was the walls on the streets, red
and black graffiti’s in Arabic, was pretty! On that time I could read so always
I was trying to recognize the letters, the smell of the food, many cats and a
smell that I could recognize were surrounding me that smell would remain in my
mind all my life but later I would know from where it was coming.
One sandwich quite spicy and very hot,
while the kind man who was talking to my partner, I was thinking that one day I
would understand and I could talk like them.
On the way to Giza I could observe that
Egyptians are very poor and the conditions are not very hygienic, I really
thought if I could life under such conditions… finally on the horizon I saw a
huge shade I thought it was a mountain, but my fiancé say “we arrived”, yes, It
was the great pyramid of Giza, honestly I was expecting to find something different,
I have spent many night with my younger brother watching documentaries of
Egypt, and I found a pile of rocks? I got very disappointed, but there in the
pyramids I had my first experience about fighting with Egyptians, we “rented” a
horse carriage to see the place, they ask us 500 EGP, but we realize that
people were about to cheat us and leave them and decided to go by walk to the
official entry, we entered and inside we
find other carriage for 200EGP (on that time 1eu was 8EGP, and 1 dollar, 6EGP),
on the route I was deeply concentrate on thinking and wondering how they built
it, the blocks are approximately of one meter square, how people on the hot sun
of summer up to 50°c walking without shoes and hauling those huge blocks…
Definitely they were a great civilization. I never until know could see the
sphinx.
How to be en Egypt and do not visit the
Nile? At night around 10 p.m. we went to the Nile, it was very close to our
house (in Dokki), I found that was similar to our decoration in Medellin for
Christmas (yes, it’s so similar to me) those boats with the lights on acid
colors, and the music, that music that I love and I hate, I don’t know that
metallic sound in it that make voices to seems unreal, and families clapping
while young people is dancing in very exotic and sensual way. I found the Nile as an open place for the
poor Egyptian class to have fun and sin, as an Islamic country with conservator
view about relationships and sex, young people has to do out what they cannot
do in home, and what a better place than the Nile?
One week among touristic places, I visit
Pharaonic Village that is a alive museum, there is like being in a story, you
take a boat, and the function starts, the history about gods, and the live in
the time of pharaoh, we were few people certainly, my fiancé, one group and me,
I thought that the group was any religious tour, they were from Venezuela,
later talking to them about the attraction (they didn’t know a lot of English)
we learnt that the guy was a famous Venezuelan soccer player, “la pulga Gomez”
and the two women were his wife and mother in law. Also I visited a popular
bazar, until know I don’t know how we reached there because we were looking for
Khan Khalili and for sure that was not, in that place that smell of the first
night came again but stronger like flooding all my lungs, it was sweet but
harassing, disturbing, I asked what was that smell, it was the famous (water
pipe) Nargila, or as they called in Egypt shisha, after that day I start to
hate it, I could take out from my head, returning to the story, we sat on a
café, and I saw a man sweeping I was between happy and curios, I never expected
to find that in a male chauvinist country (it was a stereotype), hens,
rabbits, plants and blood in many
places, we just had to get out, walking we found the first mosque I saw so
close, I took some pictures and then we find the military tankers, I was so
happy, everybody was taking pictures and that feeling of proudness and
happiness just filled me up.
The days and nights on Cairo during that
week changed many of my perceptions, and it starts to showed me that I was
about to live one of the best experiences in my life, also showed me that all
those conventional codes that I had on my mind were about to have a turning
point, but at that moment I could process all that information although in the
bottom of my heart I knew that something was about to happen. And I left Cairo.