Movements in the World and in the Mind
And there I was in my 'second living' room in the nicest cafe in Kafr Abdu with the best sheesha in town, planted in front of the telly hoping for some top entertainment and another victory for the Boys of Orange. I got rather disappointed. Yes we won, and Sneijder's goal was pretty awesome, but... Continue Reading →
So on Thursday I decided to go out with the girls, Anna and Jameela, who is now living with us. Nothing 'big', we went to see a film with friend Bee, who is a native Iskanderany. I hadn't been to the cinema for f*cking ages and I was rather excited at the prospect of watching... Continue Reading →
It's that time of year, one of the biggest events in the world of entertainment will take place tonight. I will miss a good night sleep and I know it's so not gonna be worth it. It's the night of the Academy Awards. Back in the days when I went to drama school in Lowlands... Continue Reading →
A seed has been planted in me and it is growing into a beautiful tree. Not a normal tree, a Tree of Dreams. A Tree, that sings, dances, blossoms when it fancies, cracks jokes and pretends it's a normal tree when it feels like it. A money Tree that provides shade and comfort for whomever needs... Continue Reading →
A few days ago I realized that since my arrival in Alex I have only been to the cinema once and the occasion was a friend's birthday. I used to live in very close vicinity of the best cinema in South London, which made it very easy to catch a film on a regular basis. Now... Continue Reading →
Last weekend Anna, Raisa, Mubarak and I went to Cairo. I wanted a weekend of culture, party, nice food and shopping all in the name of my '16th' birthday and Anna and Mubarak were happy to join me. Raisa never says no whenever there is fun to be had but her main reason for joining us to Cairo... Continue Reading →
I am still in search of someone who can maintain my locks. I thought to be lucky a week and a bit ago when I saw a woman in San Stefano mall whose hairstyle made me wonder if she knew someone who could do my hair. I asked her, first in Arabic which she didn’t... Continue Reading →
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