Im not quite sure where to begin, Cairo is crazy, mad and completely out of control. It is not unlike some sort of twisted temptress, you know its bad for you but you cant help but get sucked in, even if its just a little. In just two days, I felt such a range of emotions that I just had to get away. Cairo is loud, obnoxious but undeniably charasmatic. The roads are nothing short of mayhem and the shops and buildings a curious and occasionally confusing blend modern and traditional, with ancient structures overlooked by golden arches.
The training I received on the streets of Hanoi, in the art of being a pedestrian, has served me well. Without it I fear that I may have been confined to one square block, not game to cross the street. Road rules are a concept so foreign to drivers in Cairo that they are not even joked about. I suspect that if I were to ask somebody about them, I would get a blank stare, totally bereft of even the slightest comprehension.
The Nile however, is utterly hypnotic. Were it not for the pollution and the overbearing heat, you spend endless days watching the procession of boats, interspersed with the occasional sojourn into downtown to wander the streets or brave an evening visit to the great bazaar, Khan al Khalili.
I must pass through Cairo again, as my flight back to Istanbul departs from there. I think however, that I may leave further exploration for another trip, when I am not quite so travel weary and have the energy and motivation to do her justice.
The training I received on the streets of Hanoi, in the art of being a pedestrian, has served me well. Without it I fear that I may have been confined to one square block, not game to cross the street. Road rules are a concept so foreign to drivers in Cairo that they are not even joked about. I suspect that if I were to ask somebody about them, I would get a blank stare, totally bereft of even the slightest comprehension.
The Nile however, is utterly hypnotic. Were it not for the pollution and the overbearing heat, you spend endless days watching the procession of boats, interspersed with the occasional sojourn into downtown to wander the streets or brave an evening visit to the great bazaar, Khan al Khalili.
I must pass through Cairo again, as my flight back to Istanbul departs from there. I think however, that I may leave further exploration for another trip, when I am not quite so travel weary and have the energy and motivation to do her justice.
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