For some people, Zamalek has always been a safe haven. A place where they can jog in the morning and take a stroll at night, during what used to be and air of calmness and serenity. Now, though, it’s come to be what Egyptians refer to as Egypt’s Manhattan Island. Densely populated, and overly crowded, Zamalek ba2et sakheefa. We miss our old Zamalek! 

 

Trying to park 

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Parking spots in Zamalek are as elusive as Waldo himself. Finding a parking spot on a busy Thursday night is virtually impossible. Ana te3ebt!

 

The crowd

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Living in Zamalek has always been a blessing for me, bas el za7ma! Hey everybody, there are cafe’s/bars/restaurants in other places in Cairo too. Nady El Gezira mesh hayteer 3ala fekra! 

 

The Cafés

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So many. Keffaya. KEFFAYA!

 

The Sha3by Weddings

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Every Thursday night, millions of floaters hold weddings across the nile at Imbaba.  You just can’t ignore the impossibly loud Oka & Ortega song on repeat, and you probably know all the words to Ya Nagaaf Banoor by heart. They leave you with a head splitting headache, and the song Habeeby ya 3ainy stuck in your head. 

 

Drunks ruining your night 

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It’s insane the number of people who visit Zamalek just to walk around getting drunk at ungodly hours of the night. Dammit, go do that shit under your own house! 

 

The motorcycles 

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This is Zamalek, if you drive at 5 mph, you’re still going to make it to your destination within ten minutes, so there’s absolutely no need to zoom by on your obnoxious 4,000 L.E. motorcycle. 

 

The fireworks

 

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Stop it, it’s annoying. Go light fireworks under your own home and see what your mama has to say about it. She’ll probably welcome you home with a shebsheb to the head.