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The first day of my summer vacation of 1999 was spent road-tripping to Egypt’s once glistening summer gem, Al-Maamoura. In Al-Maamoura, summer mornings meant soaking in the broad sun-stoned beaches, and nights meant gazing at the summer moonlight—all soft and fair. It is a place of nostalgia, now overshadowed by lack of upkeep. Al-Maamoura meant the days of simple pleasures—a place that is never forgotten. To many Egyptians, it was famous for its corniche walks, bicycle rentals, grilled corn—which had…
