The Cairo Chronicles I- In search of the Blind Poet's grave
We did not leave the house till late afternoon, Max had taken Adam to a local fair, a tradition on Eid in all Arab countries, the skies were overcast and it was a bit chilly so plans to explore Memluk Cairo were postponed. At about three I received an sms from my aunt, I had sent her a message wishing her a happy eid and asking her for the location of my grandfather’s grave in Cairo, in her reply she pinpointed the location of the cemetery. With only a couple of hours of daylight left we were... Sign in to see full entry.