Wednesday, 8 October 2014

Camping Memories

My favorite Camping Memory had to be the one time my cousins and I went camping in Egypt. It was a hot, humid day. I remember it fondly. It was just outside Cairo, with the weather being scorching hot at 40 degrees Celsius. My cousins pulled out their ice box, pulled out a couple of pops and we drank it like it was the last drink of our lives. I try speaking to them with my broken Arabic but they look at each other and laugh, but still applaud my somewhat  brave effort. Meanwhile, The sun is starting to go down, and a cool breeze is starting to settle in. In the distance I see Cairo. I see the pyramids slowly starting to fade away. My parents and aunts start start telling us stories when they were kids, meanwhile my cousin and I are playing Chess, Although I was very much capable of beating him, I let him win a couple of times. I look around and I see myself surrounded by family. and as the light fades away I go to sleep onlooking the big city, knowing this is a memory I will truly cherish and share for the rest of my life. That quickly turned bad. It was windy at first, but then it suddenly escalated out of nowhere. At first, we thought it was okay and the wind will pass us, but then things started flying in the air and thats when we started getting concerned. My phone which was laid down on the ground just flew away, I was trying to find it, meanwhile my parents were trying to pack up. Sand was viciously flying ito our faces. Arguments start flying out of nowhere. "Where is the car!?" "Its that way!" "No actually its that way, I can't see!" My little cousin starts laughing when instead he should be panicking, As for me, I was dejected as I couldn't retrieve my phone, and still panicking at the same time. My cousins, aunt and uncle meanwhile, just like us are trying to find a car or any shelter whatsoever. We just put our sleeping bags and whatever else we can find over our heads and calmly wait for the sandstorm to subside, which it did in half an hour. When we finally come out of cover, we start breaking into laughter. Truly, a memory to never be forgotten.

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