The Amusement Park

So a little while ago (maybe 5 days ago) I went with a group of people, on the invitation of Michael to Dream Park. It was quite western feeling. It was far in a suburb of Cairo, in a place called 6 of October City. We went with Michael’s friend Susan, her husband, her sister-in-law, and some of her nephews. The nephews had just lost their dad…he died in surgery just a few weeks ago. So we wanted to let them have a good time.

So, as a theme park, it was okay. The focus was more on the company, as usual. Magdi, Susan’s husband, is a psychiatrist, so I got to talk about mental health issues a bit with him. I also got to get to know Michael more. And a few good rides. There was one amazing ride though. It was a rollercoaster where you are suspended, with the track above you. While I love rollercoasters, the ride itself wasn’t the best part.

It was the view. We waited a couple of turns so that we could sit in the front row, because of course the front is the best ride, but the view was unbelievable. As you climb to the top, you see Cairo in front of you, the whole of the desert everywhere, with sand, hills, etc, the resort of Dream Land where there was a golf course, beautifully green in the desert, and also…the pyramids. It was amazing. I wish I could stop the rollercoaster so that I could drink in the view. It was amazing. Just to see the pyramids from the rollercoaster. And the whole view.

So that’s the amusement park.