In a city where the road resembles a major department store during the holiday season, I've become fairly numb to the absurdities I see on the way to school and back: three people on a one person moped, children plopped on their mother's lap, disuse of indicator lights and lights in general (even at night), disuse of seat belts, etc. Combined with the lack of speed limits in Cairo, the road is a perilous place.
I knew it was only a matter of time before I got in a car accident, and I prayed it would fall on a day where I found a working seat belt. Fortunately, it did. I've been curious about how an accident would be handled, since all transportation in Cairo seems to be in shambles. After a young man on a moped attempted to squeeze in between two cars (one being my friend's) and promptly failed (securing his handle bars and hands into both cars), my friend got out of his car, surveyed the damage (removed the man), and drove off. No exchange of numbers, names, or information - it was rather painless (although I can't speak for others).
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