We woke up early and walked to the Egyptian Museum. Krystin and I brought our Lonely Planet book and followed their guided tour. Good thing too, because the museum was very large and not always marked very well. We of course took our time in the King Tut galleries, which were unbelievable. The ancient jewelry was beautiful too, and we paid the extra 100EP to enter the Royal Mummy room, which was extra special becuase we had just visited their temples and tombs. We were just at Hatchepsut's temple two days before, and now we were standing over here mummified corpse. Morbid, but actually very moving. It's kind of crazy though, all these kings and queens removed from their final resting places and placed on display for countless tourists. We see their tombs. Then we see their mummies. Just not together.
We met Jaimee afterwards for the most wonderful food yet, Egyptian pizza called Fatari. It took forever to get our food and we were dying of hunger and losing our patience, but it was well worth the wait.
We cabbed it across the river in blistering heat and parking lot traffic to the lovely little island town of Zumalek, where we bought jewelry and found the (disappointingly low-stocked) Harley Davidson store.
We did make it back in time to visit a mosque, Azar, where Krystin and I were made to wear the smocks of shame. We were in capri pants and short-sleeved shirts, but apparently our clothing was too tight. We covered our heads, removed our shoes, and went inside to sit down and feel peaceful inside the open-aired four walls of the mosque. All since we've been here, we have heard the call to prayer throughout the day and night. I actually like it most of the time, it really reminds you that you're in a very different place and time than your home. However, it can be a little loud, and the cab drivers blast the prayer readings on the radio. It's so strange to be in a place where religion dominates everyday life so conspicuously. More on that later...
We had just about an hour to look for jewelry in Khan el Khalili before it closed. We didn't make out with much, but it was a good experience walking through the famous marketplace. There was definitely less stress, harassment, and annoying haggling than the souqs in Aswan and Luxor. We did end up feeling a little hoogie, and Krystin almost passed out, because the heat and the smells got to be too much to take.
We treated Jaimee to a delicious dinner at an upscale restaurant that mainly served Italian and American food. This was the first time we had taken a break from pure Egyptian fare, and it was a welcome relief. Unfortunatly we all woke up the next day with the poo... for the first time during the trip. Ironic isn't it?
We met Jaimee afterwards for the most wonderful food yet, Egyptian pizza called Fatari. It took forever to get our food and we were dying of hunger and losing our patience, but it was well worth the wait.
We cabbed it across the river in blistering heat and parking lot traffic to the lovely little island town of Zumalek, where we bought jewelry and found the (disappointingly low-stocked) Harley Davidson store.
We did make it back in time to visit a mosque, Azar, where Krystin and I were made to wear the smocks of shame. We were in capri pants and short-sleeved shirts, but apparently our clothing was too tight. We covered our heads, removed our shoes, and went inside to sit down and feel peaceful inside the open-aired four walls of the mosque. All since we've been here, we have heard the call to prayer throughout the day and night. I actually like it most of the time, it really reminds you that you're in a very different place and time than your home. However, it can be a little loud, and the cab drivers blast the prayer readings on the radio. It's so strange to be in a place where religion dominates everyday life so conspicuously. More on that later...
We had just about an hour to look for jewelry in Khan el Khalili before it closed. We didn't make out with much, but it was a good experience walking through the famous marketplace. There was definitely less stress, harassment, and annoying haggling than the souqs in Aswan and Luxor. We did end up feeling a little hoogie, and Krystin almost passed out, because the heat and the smells got to be too much to take.
We treated Jaimee to a delicious dinner at an upscale restaurant that mainly served Italian and American food. This was the first time we had taken a break from pure Egyptian fare, and it was a welcome relief. Unfortunatly we all woke up the next day with the poo... for the first time during the trip. Ironic isn't it?
