Musings of an Ukraine Traveler

Egypt: The land where death means a continuation of life.

On December 25, 2003, my friend Wini Kissick and I flew to Cairo, Egypt from Kyiv, Ukraine. Of the trips I have made in my life I truly believe that this journey to such an ancient city; to such a diverse and rich people is the best I have ever had the good fortune to make. I did not photograph a lot of the pyramids because I could not do them justice, but I do have plenty of post cards and books with beautiful pictures and layouts that I hope to share with everyone when I get home.


At a very reasonable cost, we reserved a two room suite at the Pharoh Egypt Hotel in the center of Cairo. An older hotel, the Pharoh offers wonderful personal service, and a full breakfast is included.


Wini and I spent our down time right here in front of the windows overlooking this vibrant city of 17 million people. Nearly all of Egypt's 57 million people live along the Nile River, the longest river in the world.


It's not clear enough to see the Giza Pyramids on this day, but they can be seen from nearly every tall building in Cairo. Notice the minaret in the center and the swimming pool. Our hotel pool was closed. Too cool--about 60F.


The sprawl of the city is almost unimaginable as is the traffic. There are no traffic lights, no cross overs or cross unders for pedestrians. We ended up calling a cab to get to the shops that were literally across the street. The first time without cab, I made it across 4 lanes, but not the last four lanes. I had to be rescued by the hotel concierge.


For our excursion to Giza, Wini and I opted for the cart rather than a camel or horses. Now we know--walk. We were about 50 feet away from the entrance. One advantage was we got to see wonderful small side streets, shops, carts laden with carrots, orange and violet, about a foot long. Couldn't get pictures. Just tried to keep from bouncing out of the cart.


Near the pyramids are kilometers of temples and tombs of everyone associated with the Pharaoh. That is what you are seeing here. The tombs are connected to the Pyramid of Khefre, the largest of the three. I didn't take pictures, but there were literally hundreds of tourists with guides speaking every language under the sun along with hordes of children on school trips. Friday is their day off!


Close as I could get to the opera theater that was built to house the performance of Aida. Do you remember all the todo. I do, but I don't remember the producer.


Here is the smallest of the Giza Pyramids--that of Menkura. It was once coated with pink granite. I made it down the 10 meter ramp hunched over like Gollum in a passageway that barely let one person descend let alone the hundreds coming up.

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