The four weary travelers preparing to board the train... in this photo, I am being portrayed by Magdy Solimann, an Indian living in Luxor.
We were pleasantly surprised when we found we had accidentally purchased a "sleeper compartment" versus the bench seating we had become accustomed to. Instead of 19 other people in the car, there was just 1 girl from Singapore with the worst black lung. She hacked and wheezed all night, leaving these 3 super cheery in the morning... Looks like some of us have a case of the Munndays :(
One of the small joys of third world nations is no worries about those silly rules and regulations around safety. For example, the main Cairo train station is undergoing heavy construction... but why bother with blocking off the area... no just have people walk right through... yes of course, you might lose 1 or 2 to a falling brick or rebar, but details details...
We squared away a hotel and hit the streets, this time armed with 2 weeks of Egyptian travel experience.
Air Conditioned bus? ha never, Cab? please... we took the Metro!
Ladies, why wouldn't you buy sexy underwear from this guy?... reminds me of the model used for the scariest mannequin ever (see previous blog posting).
We became fearless crossing the street. One this particular road, there was a large exposed sewage pipe acting as a road divider... so we did what any reasonable Cairene would do... propped some broken metal fence up against the pipe, climbed up, walked the length and then jumped down into oncoming traffic, narrowly avoiding certain death.
See the big box in the center of the picture, that is a fridge being wheeled through the souq...
And if you can purchase a fridge, why not high explosives?
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