Egypt

So I made it here to Egypt after 20 something hours of continual traveling. This place is totally different than Jordan as there are people everywhere and Cairo is massive. I have never seen so many police walking around carying machine guns.

Its been quite eventful since we got in. So last night we found a delicous sandwhich place that sold Falafel sandwhichs for 75 piasters, the equivelent of about 12 cents. Being so overwelmed by how delicous and cheap it was, I bought two more sandwhichs and a sprit for less than 50 cents. So we start walking around trying to find an internet cafe without any luck. Somebody told us if we got on the Cairo Subway, we would find a bunch of stuff two stops away. The subway was sureal as it was totally modern and clean, something that the streets here aren't. As we were waiting for the train, I thought to myself, "man, I don't feel to well". Apperantly, the Falafel didn't agree with me. I had a sudden fever, and began to feel that salty taste in your mouth that tells you that you don't have much time before you throw up. As soon as the train stoped at the next stop, I jumped off with my friend Mike looking for the nearest bathroom. I thought I was going to loose it right there in the staition. Thankfully, once we got outside I started to feel much better. We started walking back to our hotel just in case it came back. On our way however, this guys started talking to us. I'd say he was thirty, and he seemed really nice at first. I have learned that there is a difference between Jordan and Egypt in that when random people talk to you in Jordan, they are sincerly interested in you. Here, while there are several people that are sincerly interested, there are a lot who want to sell you something. This was the case with this guy. So he starts introducing himself by showing us his passport and pictures of his Russian wife. This is a common tactic used by these people to make them seem friendly. Somebody in my group was even shown a picture of the guy selling whatever it was and Muhammad Ali. So then he started in with a sale pitch about how he makes pupyrus paintings. We tried to leave, but he insisted that we go to his car to get his business card. From what he said, we thought his car was just around the corner so we deicided to just try to get the card and leave. I don't think he had a car as he just kept leading us farther and farther away from where we were. It was at this point that I started feeling really sick again. So me and Mike started playing the "I'm sick and need to go to our hotel" card. He didn't beleive it for a second and tried to take us to a pharmacy. He then insisted that we come to his house tomorrow for lunmch to meet some hot Swedish women. Thankfully we got through with just getting his phone number and promising him to call him. He don't plan on it.

Today we went to the Pyramids. The Pyramids are just as big as they look in pictures. Pretty cool. The problem is that it is a breeding ground for tourist con-men. These guys would stand around and try to give you a "gift" in which they would demand money from you in return. I faked an Icelander which worked really well as non of the guys that cornered me had ever heard of it, and I pretended to speak very little English and Arabic. We went in one of the pyramids and I thought I was going to pass out inside as there was no venelation and therefore EXTREMLY humind, and the tunnel was like 5 feets high. At the sphynx we saw it...but it was kind of disapointing as it was much smaller than it looks like in pictures. We saw a Japanese boy band there doing a photo shoot. It was awesome because they had spiked colored hair with lots of glitter and were wearing camo outfits. After that we saw the infamous steped pyramid of King Zosar, and then got dragged around to a lot of touristy places. These places , which were out in the country were way thrid world...like people with donkey led carriages and hearding goats in the street. Through this area we had a police escort and were going faster than everyone else. I think this was to make sure that if anybody was following us, they would be spoted. I felt really safe though as we had security guards from the 'tourist police" traveling with us. On the outside they just looked like guys in suits standing around, but it turned out they had machine guns under their suit coats.

Thats all I got today.