Old Cairo hands will recognize the joys of the sandstorm known as the Khamsin, when the desert moves into town and turns everything sand colored. The other side of the Nile is in there somewhere, I think. Zeinobia has a slideshow up gathered from people's Twitter photos; I'm borrowing these from her site.
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I feel the gritty nostalgia!
My first year in Cairo a flatmate thought the morning was stuffy and opened all the windows, then left for the day. By afternoon we had our own sand dune in the apartment.
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