Egypt, The Bazaar in Cairo | |
Now it was midday and extremely hot. There was a nice shade in the narrow streets inside the Bazaar area but still hot. Most of the shops were open but no tourists other than us. We looked at different stuff, Shehab was keen on |
bringing a waterpipe with him back to Denmark. It was too hot to buy anything so we just compared prices and browsed around for an hour and slowly walked toward one of the big squares in Cairo to get a cab to take us around town. |
![]() The Bazaar | ![]() Shehab looking at Waterpipes |
On the way we stopped at every other fastfood joint or restaurant to get a drink and enjoy the aircondition. I myself does not easily react to cold or heat but this was too extreme. We got a cab and went for the radiotower in the middle of the city. It is located on a small island in the Nile with a good view of Cairo. In the distance you can faintly see the outline of the pyramids at Giza and on the other side of town the immense quarry |
wherefrom the limestone to make the pyramids are
possibly transported from.
There is a restaurant on top but no artificial cooling so we went out on top and there was a nice breeze coming in from the desert. The capital of Egypt is dominated by the colour brown that time of year. No water is wasted in keeping the footballfields green and that is okay, I can't imagine that anything other than palms can survive such a summer. |
![]() Cairo and the river Nile |
We took a cab back to a subway station and found the train going for El Maadi and walked from there back to the flat. On the way we bought some bread and turkey sausage to have on the flight home the next morning. Then it was showertime, nice to get some clean clothes and a nap in the breeze of the aircondition. At 6PM we were picked up by the rest of Shehabs family in Cairo and went to downtown El Maadi to have a traditional diner. Most of the evening the family made fun of Shehab and his spoken Arabic, he hadn't been using it for several years. Most of the conversation was in english so I could be part of the conversation and Shehab didn't have to translate. Afterwards Shehab and I went down to |
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Tuesday, July 5'th | |
The next morning our limousine was waiting and we drove off to the airport at a modest time. On the way I spotted the tribune where |
Sadat was assassinated back in the 70'ties. It was just as I remembered it from television. We asked the driver to stop in order to get some pictures. |
![]() Tribune where Sadat was assassinated |
Opposite the tribune is a monument in memory of Sadat
resembling a small pyramid. In the airport the didn't detect
the gigantic dagger from Thailand I had in my baggage but
Shehab had some trouble in explaining what his samurai sword
was doing in his bag. After ensuring that this was not meant to
be brought into the planecabbin he was allowed to continue.
while waiting we managed to write some last minute postcards, all in all I must |
have used a small fortune sending these status-reports through
the postage system, but it could have been worse if the Giza
episode hadn't been avoided. We both wore our tailormade clothes
from Thailand (I in my US$200 suit) and looked like half a million.
The plane was going past Stockholm, slightly delayed and we tried to make a phonecall from there, the machine wouldn't accept our credit cards but my sister was waiting for us. |