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Well, stayed up a bit too late, and only got 4 hours of shut eye. Anyway got up to hang out and watch the smog/fog/morning dew burn off the nile and Crammed a nice breakfast in my facehole , now we are off to see some pyramids (sacharra?), then a carpet school (still confused about this, sounds like tourist sanctioned Child labor sweatshop tour?) then lunch and the pyramids of Giza, the sphinx, a little camel riding lite (I say “light” because 1) I guess they are one humped camels that don’t spit 2) I think it’s more of a photo op then a real Dr. Indiana Jones whip snappin adventure. )

I’m very tired. And between you and me, I just realized that I forgot my passport in the hotel room, shhhhh… I hope we don’t get caught up in any of the “Palestine day Demonstrations” that I have heard about. (for some reason I think a passport would be beneficial?)

Steve has a to-go coffee cup. I’m going to see if I can drink it while he’s not paying attention. Muahaha

People LOVE putting faux animal pelts on their dashboards here. Note sure I get it. It’s so friggen dusty here, hey mist have to take it out and vacuum it 2ce per week, and I don’t think anyone owns a vacuum. Aka icky dash pelt.

Along the way, as we drive down the highway, we passed through about a mile long stretch of what can only be consider “the pj’s”. I know pjs when I see them, same everywhere right? Tall brick buildings, stacked too close to eachother. These where fairly new, many still in construction. This was an eye opener. Brought a whole new level to the pj game. I’ve seen some big projects before, but these take the cake. All you could see in any direction was brick skyscrapers.

The road out to where ever we are headed follows an irrigation canal, as we get further into the countywide, we start to see plots of land without buildings, with lush grass, Palm trees and some cabbage and corn farms.

Did I mention that steve looks wonderful today? No homo.

Not much “sprawl” here. Goes from city to country pretty quick. They must not have last summers Arcade Fire CD yet. The suburbs are so hip right now!

We’ve passed a couple pyramids, it got me to thinking, how many pharohs where there? Must have been a couple dozen every hundred years minimum. I’m guessing the pyramid fade lasted at minimum a few thousand years? At least I would hope. I mean, I wouldn’t want to spend my life directing slaves to build me an ornate tomb, just to have it be passé in a millenia, right. But at the same time, you gotta keep it fresh. Like, oh, you got a steppe ‘mid, well the sides on mine are flat hommie, we set up slip and slides n shit, like all the time, whachuknowboutthat? What? Ain’t got a sphinx? Better check yourself, man-lion statues are hot right now! But for real, you know that started all inocent, like a life sized dude-lion statue next to a tomb, and well, you know how guys are, just having pissing matches throught the ages, one-upping each other with crazy statues. how many other crazy chimera sculpture spinoffs do you think there where? What if the sphinx was a half assed version of a better one, a la “wings” to” cheers”. I bet here are some awesome shark-snake-man things

Kazarab was dope. Cool museum. Active excavations. A lot of telling us stories that might be true, and handing us pottery that had been broken, scattered and “found”, and was “thousands of years old”… I’m not buying it. Then our tour guide let us into a tomb that has been closed for 15 years. No photos allowed. Tour guid blamed the asians . Until our tour guide quietly told us us that he would distract the guard, and as long as we didn’t use flash we could sneak pictures.

I was wrong about the sphinxs. They started huge, then got smaller, and it’s always a lion man. Boooring (not really, still awesome)

Next up Foxconn Egypt. Aka the carpet school. Defi fly a cultural connection. Reality, kicking you in the face. Preteens working looms making elaborat huge carpets out of silk by memory. Banksy style, they have you exit theought They tried to sell us some after, even if they where affordable the gift shop, where they have huge room filled with carpets, each one representing the wasted youth, and arthritic hands of a 20 year old child. I guess that’s life here. I would have give. The kids cash if I thought they would get to keep it after I left…

Next was lunch, perfect timing, you know how watching child labor always works up a healthy appetite. Lunch was awesome best Kafka yet. At a beautiful resort, with apool swim up bar, stage, and places to play volley ball, basket ball, ect. Here where a couple 20 somethings running around dancing, splashing A d listening to akon.

While leaving, noticed that the American flag was hung upside down, a symbol of distress. Wonderful.

On the drive to Giza, while looking at the local botanical flora and fauna, I made a comment out loud about “what it would look like if they just let the bush grow?” it was taken out of context. Hilarity ensued.

Giza. Crushed it. Great pyramid. Awesome. Huge. Around the same Hight as the Pru, but 100% man made, unless your are into that stargate alien crap, in whichcase, defriend me now. Got to climb up the side of that sweetass pile of rocks. Goodtimes. Then we went and took a camel ride. Totally owned it. I had the landrover of camels, thing wouldn’t quit man, just walking all around, strutting his shit, like the Egyptian single humped camels do. Then we checked out the sphinx. After the climbing of the great pyramid and camel stuff, I was kinda underwhelmed by this dood, which suprised me, cause I was looking forward the it more than the rest of the stuff. Oh well.

Back to the hotel. Got jiggy in the pool for a hot second, then got dressed and headed to an apartment in Cairo for a hosted dinner. Awwwwkword… It was kinda strange, they sat us in a circle in the middle of the living room in some lady’s place without a table. Don’t get me wrong, tthe food was phenomenal, and the lady and her dad, who turned his hearing aid off so he couldn’t hear us where very nice, but I thought that they would initiate conversation with us rather than us sitting around like we where about to play duck duck goose or some shit. Eventually some of the other people pryed information out of her, and right once we started getting the real dirt, it was time to leave.

The ride to and from this trip was awesome, we where stuck in gridlock traffic, but it gave us the opportunity to really soak in the vibe of the city. It is filled with young people just running around looking fly, getting their post revolution flirt on. Lying to chicks about how hard they protested and shit. Also, I must say, the chicks here, rock the shit out of their head wraps, not all of them wear them, but most that do, just cover the hair and neck, and they accessorize them to the fullest, matching them with their dresses and purses and everything. Not a bad look.

Every time you are in traffic you see people doing the unbelievable, coming so close to hitting each other, but not. I saw 4 dudes on a moped. 4! (yes I have a picture).

After we got back, we chilled for a bit, and met at the “buddah bar” an upscale loungey spot in our hotel, that is sort of an elite chain that started in Paris, and is picking up pace. Cool digs, super chill, great laid back tunes, dim lighting with a very zen feel. We all got a few cocktails and chopped it up about food, work, a d ecerything, many laughs where had. Once again, a great group of people.

Alright. Bed time. Tomorrow, some Coptic churches, a Nile river fuluka cocktail thing, and some other stuff.

Should be fun