Why does a boy lie down in front of the Pizza Hut and sleep?
This has got to be the worst places on the planet to sleep, in the middle of downtown Cairo Egypt, in front of one of the busiest restaurants on the corners in a city and country that has pride in how many time they can honk their horns per minute. A direct challenge to the country of India on horn honking.
I was walking to the KFC mainly because I cannot find a normal local food to eat that is not disgusting, they have Shawarmas in buns, or bread and not Pita Bread, and they do not care that I do not like Tomatoes.
Ok, so here is this boy as I turn the corner from my Hotel to the KFC, I reach down into my cargo pants pockets, or maybe “Propper” Brand Army Pants (That was for Craig) and pull out my camera. I take a quick photo and move on down the street, I am not too concerned about boys with all their legs, arms, eyes and body parts lying in the street, I have seen many thousands of the same boys.
Walking back, I see this abrasion or scrape, maybe a fungus; I am not sure on his lower ankle area. I just went and looked at the photo again, yes, you can see it, I am not worried about him sleeping on the sidewalk, he is safe and very warm, and Cairo is about 95 degrees today I would guess.
I do not like that sore or infection on his leg, I have had things like that, maybe like my fungus, or infatango I had as a kid, I am prone to skin diseases which has added to my travel expense log because I am eating many Vitamins now, and orange juice in hope of stopping these annoyances.
This can leave a scar, it looks like it would spread on this boy, and he needs some form of anti-biotic cream to put on this sore.
Taking this photo is not for the amateur photographer to take, WARNING! I am not a professional or maybe I am, I do make money, however what I am is experienced, I have taken about 10,000 photos I would guess and most in countries that an American would call poor, which is any country or person without a car.
I took it because he was asleep, if he was awake, his hand would be out, he would want money, and he has all his body parts. At night in this same location there is about 10 children all of them accosting me, touching me, trying to follow and ask for money, hard the later in the night to walk to the KFC without that good old Middle Class Guilt kicking me a little, not much anymore, however I still feel.
I cannot give him money.
I am living in this area, if they see me giving one money, they will know that I am easy, kind, and will give them money. They do not want food, and normally will get angry with me if I give them food, they want money. There is no way to give to a beggar children, they run in packs, they have lots of energy and will follow me around and make my life miserable. The women with children in their arms, selling Kleenex or Tissue are better, and I do I suppose need toilet paper in Egypt; it seems to be a “Carry-Your-Own” country.
The problems of giving anything to anyone are so numerous that it is hard to count. I cannot remember all the faces, I do now remember which little kid had his hands out before, and they will gather around me if I gave them anything, they become a swarm. Not a big problem for me, however they will if too many try to steal my camera, or touch here in Cairo. Egypt is a strange country the beggar and salespeople will touch, this is annoying for people, they did the same in El Salvador, not a common thing, however a person gets angry when touched, I am a person, still human, and I get angry.
I am sure you naive or silly will just say, I say (deleted) with no remorse. “There are agencies you can give to.”
I do not know any agency that is going to get food to this child, I am lost to figure out in a world full of self-serving people, they can get the money down to this boy to buy some cream for his leg.
There has to be a continuous chain of good people from the top to the bottom so that one link in the chain does not rob the money. It is possible for this in the USA, however then the people get administration, self-righteous, I am valuable, I deserve a good or great wage to do this.
In the other 85 percent of the world, it probably does not make it out of the port of entry, before the Government officials, local Priest, Preacher, Cleric or local leader figure out how to bleed some good intentioned organization for all their money.
I have not seen starving people; I think they would be desperate if actually starving. They would probably try to attack me for food, I am not sure, I have never seen this, I have seen too many who want money; in fact that is SAP Standard - Operating - Procedure.
Or SNAFU - Situation - Normal - All - F*#ck3d - Up
I like the Acronyms they are fun, however I hate to read them and not understand.
This is a word I have dwelled on for days, researched, I want to go find my information I collected, and I must go buy my plane ticket to Niger.
I am laughing, changed thoughts in the middle of the sentence, I am not going to Niger to find my research, I have it somewhere in this computer, I hope, however it is 7:54 AM, the Royal Air Moroc Airlines opens at about 9:00 I think, I need to make sure I have 5170 Egyptian Pounds in my pocket by the time they open so I can buy the ticket, it is for September 4, and I need to go shower quick. I have about 3000 in my pocket; I hope the 12:00 cycle of the ATM banks in the USA has happened, so I can get the next days allowance of money from my friendly bank machine.
I need to work to collect this information in one place; I am hoping to put it on the wikihobo.com page that is now up.
I cannot figure out how to make new topics or subject yet and boy genius is still working.. he is good, however he is still a techie. “The inmates are running the ASYLUM!” (Note I am probably one of the inmates.)
I need a Wiki that work!
A Wiki is a place where you the reader can edit the pages, add, enter information and make the concepts better, the best use of the internet, a truly miracle of the internet now being applied… finally.
The wiki solves the “Help me, I cannot do this alone problem,” I cannot collect, enter, or even pay enough money to post or make a webpage that has all the travel information on the world. The whole world can, so the Wiki is this tool, it connects the world with a place for the world to see and view, a way for the world to write down what it is thinking, and a way for the world to read it. … in an organized and findable way, you can go by directory or searchable paths.
I am afraid that one reader will think my life is bad, problems are what I thrive on, however I do not thrive on problems, I thrive on the solution to the problems, I am wanting to be part of the solution not part of the problem, however I know I am half way there if I can type clearly, with great clarity, searching for small sentences an explanation of the problem. Then if I could induce the whole world to help me, I could actually do something.
The solution to the riddles of the play, “Waiting for Godot.”