Showing posts with label Cairo. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Cairo. Show all posts
Sunday, April 12, 2009
Egypt Day 11 Religious Cairo
Saturday, April 11, 2009
Egypt Day 10 getting down to business in Cairo
Tuesday, April 07, 2009
Egypt Day 2 Moving South to Luxor
On our second day in Egypt, We had a mid afternoon flight from Cairo to Luxor, so we just sort of lounged around early on. We grabbed a little breakfast downstairs at the Garden Promenade Cafe. The Eggs Benedict is tasty, even though it is served on a piece of beef ham. We managed to arrange with the same company that gave us a ride to the hotel to find us another van. At the same time we were trying to wrangle a payment for our cruise. The travel agency really wanted us to go someplace to pay, so we were going to send Dave, and have him talk the travel agent into taking him to the airport if he couldn't make it back in time. The travel agent showed up late, right as our van arrived, so we ended up having the travel agent jump in the van with us and ride to the agency to pay. We had to unload a few people on a busy downtown Cairo street, and somehow while getting out someone managed to step on an under seat fire extinguisher. Angie screams out "Oh no, someone just threw something in the van", and I turn around to see what appears to be smoke building in the back, and think for a brief moment that it's a lit fuse, and we're all going to die right there on the street. Needless to say we didn't die, and my heart rate eventually came back down. Our driver and the travel agent had traded numbers so as soon as they made the
transaction we were to go back and pick everyone up. Milly and I stayed in the van and drove around the block a bit. We landed in front of a little local eatery, that looked a lot like what we'd recently watched anthony Bourdain eat on his trip to Egypt. Despite having only just finished my hotel breakfast within the hour I was dying to try some local food, and when the driver asked if we wanted to try it, I couldn't help but say yes. What we ended up with was a plastic dish about the size of a bowl of Kool whip full of rotini pasta in a tomato sauce, served witha spicy sauce on the side and some pita chips. It was delicious, and based on the volume of people we saw eating at this little place, it was clearly a local favorite. Milly, the Driver and I waited for what seemed like an eternity, and finally I convinced the driver to just go drive by where we'd dropped off everyone else. We were fortunate to time it just right, and they ran out to meet us and off to the airport we went. We left ourselves a lot of cushion and ended up arriving at the airport pretty early. We sat down for a snack at a coffee shop, and the guys working the counter were suprised to see us eating regular food, and one came right over stirred it up, warmed it up in the microwave and brought it back on a plate with forks for everyone to share. When he first came over we thought for sure he wasn't going to let us eat outside food there, but he mostly just seemed impressed that we were eating non-tourist food. We arrived in luxor, and found a van that seemed like a resonable deal, until we got to the hotel where they had the fare to the hotel posted outside. We paid a robust two dollars more and had to listen to the pushy sales pitch about more transportation and tours the entire way. We checked ourselves in to the Sheraton Luxor, only to find out the renovated parts of the hotel had one bed per room, which doesn't really work for 6 people sharing 2 rooms. So they moved us out to the older bungalow rooms, which turned out to be much bigger, although our air conditioners had to get a quick boost from a repair guy. We started in our room with a little happy hour, and we decided on dinner at the Agra Indian Restaurant in the Hotel Complex. We took a much smaller ordering strategy after ending up with so much food the night before. The food was tasty, and our waiter was actually really great. There's a wall size 3 D Taj Mahal on the wall in the restaurant that's a nice touch. When the check comes the waiter brings 2 boxes and says one is for the ladies and one for the gentlemen and made someone choose. One contained a check, and the other, 4 flowers. At dinner, the Manager at the hotel practically begged us to come to the bar for the belly dance show, so we were happy to oblige. We enjoyed some beverages, and and went back to the room to finish off happy hour. The plan for the next day was to relaxby the pool, and possibly explore Luxor a little.
Is Salaam 'Alaykum Egypt
I feel guilty that I haven't posted since the last trip, but let's face it, that's what you want to read about. Globe hopping makes for a far better read than everyday spreadsheet jockeying. That being said, let me tell you about on enormous adventure to Egypt and Jordan. You should know that getting things done with travel agents in Cairo is difficult, and we struggled mightily to get a Nile cruise set up. Cairo is 9 hours ahead of San Francisco, and things just move at a pace that's hard to be patient with. On the day we left, we at least knew we had a cruise to get on, and the rest of the stuff might just sort itself out as we went. We jumped on a SFO-LHR flight, and managed to score some business class seats, but unfortunately, no window for me. In London, we are working our way through a security check, right in the middle of a shift change. Half of our six person group got through without incident, and three others including me, got told our carry on bags would be too large to carry on. So we get shipped all the way out to check our bags, picking up a UK stamp in the passport for our troubles. Heathrow is notorious for losing bags, so it was with great nervousness that I passed off my bag and hoped for the best. At passport control, the officer says to me "Where you headed today"? "Cairo", I replied. He looks down at my passport, sees where I was born, and without flinching says: "That's a long way from Kansas!" I've been laughing about it ever since. We got a British Midland flight from London to Cairo, and were totally impressed by how good the service was. They nearly wore out the carpet going up and down the aisle with the drink cart. The food was nice for coach too, but sitting in the back of the plane on the aisle means lots of people heading to the lav. bump into you on their way through, making sleep far too difficult. We got to Cairo with no real way to get to the hotel, but a guy who sort of looked like he belonged in the airport (he had some sort of badge, but that means nothing) offered us a ride in a van for what didn't seem like a huge rip after I negotiated down a little. It's a long warm smoggy trip from the airport to the Cairo Marriott, which depending on who's driving can include a claustrophobia inducing tunnel. We arrived at the hotel and got our first taste of the security measures. Your vehicle stops outside gets sniffed by a dog and viewed carefully by someone looking underneath with a mirror. and then they let you in. There's a metal detector at every door, that if you're not Arab or it's daylight, no one seems to care whether you go through it or not. The Marriott is a huge complex that we had time to explore a little, finding where all the bars, restaurants and currency exchange were, and looking for a little something to help settle an uneasy stomach. Dave and I even managed to grab an Egyptian Beer(our first Sakkara of many) at the Irish Pub. Yes, you read that correctly Egyptian beer at an Irish pub, although to be fair, it is a Heineken product. For dinner we settled on the local Cuisine at Egyptian Nights. We started with the Mezze platters, There is a hot, and a cold, and ended up with what would have been enough for dinner on its own. There was Babaganough, Tabbouleh, Kofta, Calamari, Tahine, and the most delicious bread I've ever eaten. It's a flat bread, cooked on site, outside, in an oven that you walk by on the way in the door. It's amazing, and worth paying for a night at the Marriott just for this bread. The main dishes were also tasty, but unfortunately we were so full we couldn't even consider dessert. I did however enjoy my first Turkish coffee, which is a little like rocket fuel served in a demitasse, with a sprinkle of cinnamon and ground cardamom on top. After dinner we took the whole group down to the Irish pub to take part in their week long St Patty's day celebration. It was a nice makeup, since we'd spent all of the holiday on a plane. There was even an imported Irish band. At that point you could easily forget where on earth you were, and we felt a little guilty not experiencing any local culture at all, but we got over it eventually.
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