I landed on the dusty Cairo International airport in the spring of 10 th of April, excited to be received by my dear father who was standing at the immigrations.The calmness on his face gave me an impression that he actually is the native of this place.
I’ve always loved Egypt, its a place after my own heart.I could distinctly see how worn-out the place was, quite but not strange to me.Showed my passport to the officer who found it difficult to believe that I was not an Egyptian National.
Next, I showed my passport to the officer who found it difficult to believe that I was not an Egyptian National.
Accompanied by my dad, we sat in the Chauffeur driven car and headed to the Cairo Marriott Hotel and Omar Khayyam Casino in the posh district of Zamalek.It was a 30 minutes ride.
Egypt has been through a lot of political turmoil recently and it was evident from the all the buildings and monuments we passed.seeing the police stationed gave me the creeps.
As my Mercedes-Benz entered the gate , I was transformed to another era.Amazing architecture and beauty surpassing anything like it in the city of Cairo.And the history is equally spectacular.
I felt home, checked into the best room in the hotel and the rest is history.The ambience the food and above all the hospitality is impeccable.
The ambience the food and above all the hospitality is impeccable and the historical story behind the place itself made me feel that I am indeed blessed to be a part of it.