Egypt - Nubians

Aswan has a Nubian populous whose charm and sincerity is staggering. To be invited into a complete stranger’s house in the late evening for tea and something to eat was a highlight. The man didn’t know us from Adam yet he invited us in, led us to his roof top and gave us free food and drink in exchange for simple conversation. He spoke Arabic, Nubian, English, French and Spanish. The guy was a legend. The house was painted blue, the ceiling filled with sand and strewn with tables. In the corner of the rooftop was a little bed that belonged to his son, a three year old boy covered in sand and dirt. The little boy was wearing an England shirt and kicking around a partially inflated beach ball, he was a shy little bugger. We ate Kofta and rice, drank coke and left. The man asked for, and expected, nothing.