My First sandstorm
Happened a few days ago, but I haven't spent too much online to write up the experience. The weather in the morning that day was quite strange, much colder than usual at this time of year (according to my mom anyway, I have no idea), and the wind was coming from the south. If you look at a map of Egypt, you'll see that to the south of Alexandria is a nice big desert, so... that should've been the first sign that trouble was a brewing.
And then, around midday we look south and see this big ominous dark cloud approaching. At this point it was like 'awww crap'. Slowly, hour by hour the cloud got closer, and finally dominated the entire sky. Then, almost imperceptibly an orange haze started to permeate the air and tint the colour of everything around. The sandstorm had hit us. This one wasn't like what you see in the movies with crazy blistering winds, though the winds were pretty strong, and people getting buried alive in 5 seconds or anything like that. But there was definitely a lot of sand in the air. It was all rather eerie like an orange fog that appeared with a significant decrease in visibility.
And by the morning there was quite a bit of the sand that was left behind. It was literally everywhere, a thin millimeter thick layer that covered the tops of everything. The floor, the chairs, balcony, books, etc. Even inside with the shutters and windows closed and everything, the sand was so fine that it somehow squeeked through and managed to get on the bedding. Not a whole layer or anything like that, but enough to be noticeable and require some dusting/cleaning.
