My Harvard grad posed an interesting question on his blog this week.
When things go dark and you ‘want to go home’, if only in your thoughts.. where is that home exactly?
Write in, would love to hear your answers.
Personally; in the 16 years I spent in the UAE, Alexandria was home, when I got upset at the world I just wanted back to Alex and the comfort of my grandparents house. Now that I’ve been in Cairo for almost 9 years, I’ve to admit, when the going gets tough, I wish I was back in that sea-side room in Abu Dhabi (building’s probably been ripped down and replaced with something taller, better and more luxurious); and for a second it feels like home.