living on the edge

There are a lot of things in this country that most people simply would be shocked to see, things I understand. Maybe because I've seen similar things in my own country. Still, when I see something like this in the morning as I'm driving to work, I'm left speechless. I know I'm one of those guys that wears a seat belt, so you can say that I've lost my cultural edge. I've been spoilt by that safe, comfortable, and sterile world, so it's normal for me not to comprehend it. I mean what if the pick-up truck makes a sudden stop and the pasha here who's enjoying the morning sun and the sweet breeze takes a fly onto good old Egyptian asphalt? That, my friend, is what we call in this part of the world "kader" or fate...