Words will never boast the capacity to describe the emotions of a revolution. A revolution that toppled a brutal, corrupt regime after three decades of struggle. Each and every one of us has lived and contributed to overhaul the government in his or her own way, and we have the web to thank for allowing us to share this ever-growing content freely.

After participating religiously throughout the entire period leading to Mubarak’s resignation, I wanted to put together a series of blog posts to illustrate as much as possible my experience with the revolution. Instead of going in chronological order, I thought it would be more interesting, and indeed easier for me, to break it down to different topics/aspects of the two-week period I spent camping out in Tahrir sq. Whether it’s the daily routine, the people I interacted with, or how I got electricity installed at ‘Bansyon el Horreya’, there are many angles to the story, and I’ll try to stitch them together.

Bansyon el Horreya - my home for two weeks

So here’s to the revolution that’s the first of its kind, and hasta la victoria, siempre!