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ENTRIES FROM THIS CATEGORY
- An American in Cairo
- Then and Now - Taken For A Ride - Dates in Egypt - A Student in Babylon - My Nubian Rights - Rush and Relaxation - The Special Felucca - Follow That Shawl! - Valley Boy - My New Paradise - Moses For A Day - My Three Dives - Last Day In Paradise - Into The Arabian West |
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June 05, 2004
An American in CairoDAY 227: Cairo, Egypt is known around the world for its ancient historical past. The ancient Egypt civilization was one of the greatest in the world, attracting millions of visitors around the world to see its pyramids, hieroglyphics and other...Read this entry Then and NowDAY 228: Unless you've been comatose for most of your life, you already know that one of the greatest civilizations of ancient history was the Egyptian one. You know of the pharaohs and the mummies and the pyramids and the...Read this entry June 06, 2004
Taken For A RideDAY 229: Blogreader and former "The Trinidad Show" cast member (Ecuador) Navid was in good spirits on Yahoo! Messenger when I logged onto my daily morning internet session to upload Blog entries. Having been to Egypt before, he gave me...Read this entry June 12, 2004
Dates in EgyptDAY 230: For some reason, a feeling of shame fills me whenever I cave in and sign up for a guided tour. I feel like I'm "cheating" the Blogreader from stories of independent (mis)adventures, or defying the unspoken backpacker code...Read this entry A Student in BabylonDAY 231: I surrendered my passport to the security guard like I did the day before. It sufficed for the lack of a student ID card for entrance within the American University of Cairo's campus, just off of downtown's Tahrir...Read this entry June 14, 2004
My Nubian RightsDAY 232: Nubia, the ancient civilization which bridged the Egyptians with the Africans, lies in the region between Luxor, Egypt and Khartoum, Sudan. While most of the ancient sites of Nubia were lost to earthquakes or flooding, several still remain....Read this entry Rush and RelaxationDAY 233: "So are we just waiting for the sun to come up?" I asked minibus driver Yohannes in the darkness of 4 a.m. I, along with every tourist in Aswan that hadn't gone already, was up by 3:30 in...Read this entry The Special FeluccaDAY 234: "Are your parents retarded?" Cheryl said, telling us the first half of a pick-up line her friend used back home. "Because you're special." Little did we know when she said that, that being "special" was what probably the...Read this entry June 15, 2004
Follow That Shawl!DAY 235: Like the mummies of ancient Egypt, seven backpackers lay in polyester and nylon sarcophagi until the sun god Ra woke them up. No, it wasn't the afterlife; it was breakfast time....Read this entry Valley BoyDAY 236: While modern Egyptian civilization seems to be occupied with one thing -- making a living by any means necessary -- ancient Egyptian civilization seemed to be obsessed with only one thing: death. With strong beliefs in the afterlife...Read this entry June 17, 2004
My New ParadiseDAY 237: Tourism in Egypt falls into two main categories: 1) sightseeing the ancient sites and 2) relaxing down the shore of the Red Sea. Of all the Egyptian shore communities of the Red Sea, nowhere is the scene more...Read this entry Moses For A DayDAY 238: "Uh, there's a camel behind you," I told Michelle in the darkness of 2 a.m. It sounded like the beginning of a practical joke, but lo and behold, fellow hiker Michelle turned around and saw a massive moonlit...Read this entry My Three DivesDAY 239: Dahab was once an oasis for the hippies of the 1960s, where bohemian travelers sat on cushions and sucked up the haze of marijuana through the pipe of a hookah. But as Let's Go states, "Now, Tommy Hilfiger...Read this entry Last Day In ParadiseDAY 240: It was only about 7:45 in the morning when I was out of bed and back in the comforts of the pillow lounge on the beach of Penguin Village. Reason (other than the fact that pillow lounges rule):...Read this entry June 18, 2004
Into The Arabian WestDAY 241: "Where are you from?" the nameless taxi driver asked me from the driver's seat. I was in the back row, behind my carpool companion Rosa. "New York," I replied. "Ah, New York?" the jovial portly man said. "My...Read this entry |