Ever since I learnt to read as a child .. I never stopped..
Books mean too much to me .. it literally makes my day to get a new book ..
So you can imagine what a book fair would mean to someone like me ..
A fancy feast when you’re starving .. a fabulously cozy couch when you’ve been running for hours .. lots of toys to a really lonely child ..
Anyway, back to the fair, it was my first time to visit the one in Cairo ..
I never missed it in Alex though, I used to go with my dad as a child then with a friend as I grew up ..
But to visit Cairo .. Well it takes at least four hours on the road back and forth in the fastest train, and the problem always was who would be willing to put so much time and effort just to buy books ..?
Almost none of my friends likes to read .. So asking them to a book fair in Cairo is a lot similar to a trip to Afghanistan ..
But this year I truly wanted to be there ..
I only had my brother to ask .. Luckily he is practically my twin .. he loves reading too.. so his only protest was that it will take the whole day and he’s very busy ..
But he agreed in the end ..
I was waiting for the issuance of many books, that I knew it would be much easier to find in the fair than wandering all over the libraries in Alexandria ..
But most of all wanted to be at the book signing of Bride’s book and Rehab’s ..
I managed to and that was amazing ..
I was deeply happy for them and it felt great to meet someone you read to in person .. and – of course - to have my copy signed by the author .. I was also very happy that Ghada immediately remembered my name when I introduced myself and wished her luck ..
I bought lots and lots of book that practically broke my back to carry, not mentioning my poor brothers who was so tired that he made me promise I won’t ask him to take me again till at least 2015 ..
Finally we went home with our treasures that I couldn’t wait for our arrival to start exploring .. and I started reading the minuet we steeped foot in the train while he fell a sleep when I was saying “ Thanks and I’m sorry … “
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My dear Roby ... I feel so sorry towards your SALARY ... but I can feel your happy with you treasure I hope you joyful moments with your books
Till 2015 I will be honored to go to the book fair with you instead of your boor brother
My dear Lamy,
my blog menour ya fendem wallahi ..
:-)
about my wasted salary, I won't tell you how much I spent coz I know you'll shout as usual .. :-)
but I'm not sorry,you know, I spent the money on something that will make me happy and it's useful too .. right ?
Thank you so much for the offer, next year inshaa allah we go together and let's see how much will you spend ;-)
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