terrible timing

In February, I chose the worst possible return time, and ended up coming in from the airport stuck in a motorcade full of burly young guys with pro-Mubarak signs. These, of course, later turned out to be some of the thugs who attacked Tahrir a few hours later.

Now I learn that I’ll be arriving in Cairo at roughly the same time as the beginning of Mubarak’s trial. All sorts of traffic warnings are being posted already. My timing with Cairo returns is becoming impeccably poor.