Zamalek, fein?

The picture you see above is of the island in Cairo where I grew up.  The red arrow shows the location of the apartment building where I spent my formative, teenage years.  The greenery in the front part of the picture is the Gezira Club. This is where I literally spent the first 16 years … Continue reading Zamalek, fein?

Don’t forget where you’re going

In a few days, I shall be back in Nice, France. The pic you see above was taken in Nice in 1971, with a girl I had just met. I do not look anything like that guy any more; and I have no idea what became of the girl. I have never written about her … Continue reading Don’t forget where you’re going