We visited the small village we were riding the camel through. Here, there are homes with dirt floors, no running water, and animals running around. It was good that the tour brought us to one of the poorer sections of town. I know that a few people on our tour have never been exposed to that way of life living in the city. It helps you appreciate what you have and do something for others.
The house kind of reminds me of my trip to the Dominican Republic with Jes and Rob. We spent a night in his poor family’s house in DR, when we could have spent a night in a hotel instead. Rob and Jes stayed there because they didn’t want their family to feel bad. Even though Rob can be a jerk to some people, he does surprise sometimes. There was no running water. They collect rain water in buckets. We joked how we know we could get parasites from the water. I had to use the toilet at night, and all I remember was stepping on squishy, crunchy bugs when I was peeing. However, the family, though they did not have much, would give you what they had. They cooked a great breakfast for us in the morning. It was amazing to see people with so little have such a close-knit family, while those of us with a little something take it for granted. Some people think that this doesn’t exist in the US, but there are homes that I went to in New York that were worse. When I had to do homecare in New York for my job, I had to take care of people in their homes. Some had bugs and garbage everywhere, and some people would eat food that roaches had just walked through. There’s more to say, but I digress - let’s get back to the tour.
Going back to the Luxor Meridian, I ate with Sarah, Eric, Joe, Laural, and Hyun-Ah. We ate at the Mediterranean restaurant, while the others ate pizza at the Italian restaurant. I had to take a chair from another table since we did not have enough chairs. Five minutes later, two snooty women walk in and complain about the missing chair when there are clearly other tables available. They say they want to sit in this spot to people-watch and because it was closer to the entertainment. I guess they were too elderly to move their own chair. It was funny to watch. The waiter seemed to be pretending he didn’t know what they were saying and he made them wait. I think I would have done the same.
The food was good. I had the mixed grill. At one point, someone suggested the mixed grill contained pigeon as one of the meats. I had to stop eating discretely at that point, until the waiter said that meat was chicken. I guess most of the table who ordered the grill was relieved at that point. After eating, I tapped the waiter who had problems with the chair incident and we joked about the ladies.
I then went with Darren, Ben, Emily, and a couple of others to an Irish bar in Egypt. There was a group of travelers from another group that were having fun and seemed crazier than us if that was possible. These other travels kind of remind me of the crew I was hanging out with in Australia. I guess that’s why I want to go to Australia again. This group was up and dancing and very rowdy. Emily challenges one of the guys to strip for her. He does, and then she followed suit. This got the attention of the patron of the bar, who started screaming, but to the other group. Darren started to leave and take Emily, and the rest of our group followed. I think I would have stayed if someone else from our group did also. When we get back, Emily runs around in the fountain of the Meridian. Some of us visit Sherrif, then decide to go to the pool. I go back to my room to sleep. I wonder if the rest did get to swim, since the pool was supposed to be closed.
Day 8 Luxor to Cairo
In the morning, we take a flight from Luxor to Cairo. I think this was the day that the bus that takes us a few feet to the plane dies and we have to wait for another one. Maybe this happened on a different day; I am not sure.
Anyway, when we get back to Cairo, our first stop is the Khan El Khalili bazaar, which is supposed to be a better bazaar with quality merchandise. All I see is the same old crap that is in Aswan made with cheaper material, if that is even possible. Also, many of the shops are closed, because it is early, I guess. The first stop for half our group is the famous coffee shop. Ben, of course, and some of the others share an apple Shisha smoke. I wonder if you can become addicted to apples? It is pretty nice just to sit, relax and talk, and just watch people walk by. After finishing, I pretty much decide I am buying nothing from here, so I opt to just follow Ben and Darren as they try to find something to buy. I find out that the locals were telling the truth. If you say you are Australian, like Ben is, you get a better price. Ben gets three pretty good statues for 60LE; that’s just $15 US, and they were better quality that most of the things at the bazaar. If you said you were American, good luck if you could get one at that price.
Heading back to the hotel, some of us decide to eat at a Mediterranean restaurant. The food was delicious, and after, we relax by the pool and drink. I get a massage that the hotel is offering, which comes out to only 20$ for 1 hour. The massage was okay, but not the sports massage that I had asked for. What is funny is that the man soliciting the massage was kind of chauvinistic, saying that men give harder massages. I guess he has to say that since he was the only one doing the massages. However, from my experience, what he said about female masseurs is not true. I, at first, hated to get massaged, because I felt embarrassed. However, I bought one for my friend Jessie, as she had just been in a car accident. I decided to try it as well. The person doing the massage was a female, and I did not tell her what was wrong. She found out that it was my shoulders that were the problem, and she said she was going to break up the muscle and scar tissue in that area. It hurt, but after I felt much better. In fact, I used to have numbness in my arms at times, but that went away. Two other females also knew it was my shoulder area that bothered me without me having to say. The times I was put with a male masseur, I have been disappointed. They didn’t know where my problem area was, and I had to tell them. It wasn’t as intense or focused as the female ones.
Back to the trip - After the massage, I head back to the pool again. For some strange reason, they are spraying pesticides while people are still in the pool. I guess in Egypt you can spray poisonous pesticides on people. Anyway, I go to the pool. I get in trouble when I dunk the laminated menu into the water. I thought it would not get wet. It did not seem to get wet at first, but it was. I try to order the ice cream I am craving, but the waiter ignores me, no doubt mad because of the menu. So I have to ask Emily, who is not in trouble, to order one for me. I finally get my ice cream, and the caramel is yummy. I continue in the pool until it is time to go. I shower and dress for the light and sound show. The show is very good. The stories of the pyramids are projected on the pyramids, sphinx, and an area nearby with lights, laser, and a projector. I think the show was worth the money.