Nothing on earth like the Egyptian humor. I missed you ya Masr. When I was just graduated from the Medical School I was hired in a rural health unit in a village that belong to Abo El Matameer ( Bohira) I used to see a lot of pictures like this. The only way for me to reach my work was by a truck. It was the only way of transportation between Abo El Matameer and the village where I work. I was born and lived all my life in Alexandria. I was a spoiled City boy and that was too much humiliation and stress on me but what can I do. It is my career. Anyways, The super elite people were sitting in the front cabin by the driver. The public were only allowed in the open back trunk ( paying lesser fee). It was the ordinary for a driver to allow 4 passengers on his right and two on his left ( I swear by God) two passengers, of the elite on his ( left side ). The front cockpit was like a sardine can. The passenger on the right was closer to the accelerator so occasionally he help the driver ( I am not kidding) the passenger on the left is closer to the brake and clutch so he might also help the driver. it was hilarious. As for me, the only and safest way was to pay for the 6 front passenger ( elite fee x 6 ) and stay alone in the front until I reach the place ( Which had no water- I used to buy it delivered from the city for drinking, cooking and shower) how horrible was taking a shower using a mug ( koos) if ever one tries it. Two long years then I was transferred to a hospital in Alex. Ironically only by that time I could buy my first car ( Za2zoo2a ). I often remember those days when I am sitting now by the pool inside my house.
Pic is borrowed from the blog ( http://yakhya7a.blogspot.com/)
Thursday, July 19, 2007
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if I were you I wont even try to remember those hard days
I can't. It is part of my life, my memories
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