My friend and colleague Nevine traveled to her motherland recently. Her family left Egypt in 1975, rather abruptly, abandoning their lives there, and their apartment. This is the first time they'd been back in those 35-odd years. Here's the story straight from Nevine:
As newlyweds, my parents rented this apartment in New Cairo. As a young engineer, my Dad received a great job opportunity in Dubai, so after only a short time, they left the apartment, planning to return after one year abroad. Years later, after having two children, they felt it would be wise to raise us in Canada and never returned home. They've been paying rent there since 1975, one day hoping to return and use the apartment as a summer home. This year they decided that after decades caked under dust and stale history, it was time to clean out the apartment.
Sifting through their belongings was a very emotional experience. It was exactly what I had expected it to be, right down to my father's scotch collection and a single chiffon housecoat hanging in the armoire.
Please visit Nevine's photo site for images of her trip and more of this history-soaked apartment. Like some kind of alternate-reality MLS listing. Thanks for letting me share, Nevine!