Me driving through Maadi/Nasr City/Greater Cairo three months ago:
Me (as I hit an unseen and unecessary speed hump going way too fast): “$&$^#@^!!!!! Why don’t they paint the damn things? Or put up road signs ‘Beware, we will f%*&$ up your car in T minus two seconds?'”
Mr MM: “Maalesh habibty, welcome to Egypt.”
Mr MM driving through Maadi/Nasr City/Greater Cairo last night:
Mr MM (as he hits an unseen and unecessary speed hump going way too fast):“$&$^#@^!!!!! Why don’t they paint the damn things?”
Me: Maalesh habibi; smile, you’re in Egypt.
Seriously though, they put them up, they make them SO HIGH that every single car scrapes the undercarriage even when driving at an approximate 2 centimeters an hour, and they don’t paint them or put up signs. In fact I believe they do everything they can to make them blend into the usually lumpy, cracked, and uneven pavement.
So when you’re driving back to the shop to fix a broken tailpipe, smile, you’re in Egypt.