Tweet More than 30 years ago, a young immigrant made his long journey from Egypt, a very old country to America, a very new country, a trip to the unknown, a trip to a place that I only could imagine from images reflected in American movies, or from a taste of a Coke bottle in the street of Egypt. The trepidation, the excitement, the anticipation of the nuances in America, where everything is big and everyone is busy, intrigued me. I found myself looking around every time someone said, “Have a nice day”, or looking up every time someone said, “What’s up.” But nothing was so intriguing and culturally transforming…
