I love Egypt, its 9am and families are rushing to church for a wedding ceremony. I have to meet my landlord every 1st of the month to pay my rent; he insists that I meet him after his bible study or service at his church which is 10 minutes away from my apartment. Today while I was waiting for him, I had the pleasure of watching a bride sitting in a wedding decorated car with a few females around it, smiling and taking pictures. She was waiting for the time to get in and have her wedding ceremony. At a five minutes past 9pm she was told it was time and came out of the car ready to meet her groom. As she walked into church I could not help but think of how amazing and different cultures are. In Uganda no one is allowed to get married past 6pm something to do with state policies....hmmmw wherever that came from? Anyway somehow the whole night wedding makes sense to me. its the going to church with babies and littluns that makes me wonder what time school begins, but then again who set children's bedtime? As I walked back to my flat, I enjoyed watching the full moon, with so much sadness in my heart, I wanted to cry. People say when you feel like crying, just cry. But what if I am way too tired of crying and I have had enough? what if crying only makes me sad? I am resisting it, I want to yet I know it wont help to cry, not today. Off to study now....