Tank sitting at one of the roundabouts near the entrance to our suburb.
Friday, May 27, 2011
I'm now in Egypt - this year is turning into quite a journey of 'where not to be in 2011'.
After leaving Japan earlier then expected, I returned to London and spent a couple of weeks getting over the shock of what I had experienced Whilst tentatively seeking out my next job. I had told my agencies that I was looking for something gentle - I would even consider a single baby. Something in London and maximum of 5 days a week.
So... 12 days after returning home, an email came through from an agency. A family urgently needed someone to start with them on Saturday - in Cairo!
All the things I was not looking for, but I could not resist the challenge.
When talking on the phone to the mother, she asked me how I felt about being in Egypt after the recent revolution. My reply was something along the lines of 'well, at least in Egypt I will see or hear the danger before it gets to me, unlike Japan where I have no idea if I am breathing clean air or radiation polluted air...'
Two weeks and one day after arriving home from Japan, and I headed off to Egypt.