Intense heavy metal music reverberated in this old off-road vehicle that had been sold and changed hands many times. Salem nodded his head along with the drum beat and hummed to the tune, anticipating today's surfing.
Not long ago, he'd learned to surf with his cousin who worked in Alexandria Harbor and immediately became fascinated with this exciting sport. As long as his work allowed it, he would always find time to run to the seaside to practice.
On the outside, he looked quite tanned and like a shy adolescent, but deep inside, he was passionate and rebellious like rock music.
Coming out to surf on his own was a way for him to express the intense emotions that he had suppressed for a long time.
Unlike his fellow tribesmen, he hated deserts and the smell of camels, and he liked the sea, the smell of gasoline, the lifestyle of big cities, the trendy digital equipment, and the foreign girls roaming the streets of big cities.
