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Last Post from Cairo

Maybe.

We are leaving by train tomorrow night but I don't know if we will have time to send a post.

Today we had to have a Come To Jesus with the kids. The whining and complaining reached an unbearable point. We know they are tired. We know they are out of their element. But enough is enough. Every complaint now costs them a dollar. Three complaints in one day it goes up to $5. Harsh? Yes. Necessary? YES.

We got up late again this morning, had a lazy breakfast with good conversations with the other people in the hostel. That is why I love hostels; you meet people and make friends. After a while we got a taxi to the bus station and the difference between getting bus tickets and the train tickets was night and day. So easy and so clean.



After that we wondered over to the train station to get our bearings and then took a taxi to Islamic Cairo. I would like to say that it was a good experience but the kids whined and complained incessantly. We bought them treats. We gave them choices. No good. Thus, the complain= pay plan. We got so fed up that we took a taxi back and everyone chillled out in the room. After dinner Steve and I decided to go out again but they didn't want to. We left them with their movies and walked to Islamic Cairo ourselves.

Being there in the evening is what made me enjoy Cairo. It was so much calmer. It was all lit up. No huge amount of tourist buses. Actually, that is the funny thing. When we were there earlier everyone kept saying "American? America is the best!" to try to get us in their shops. Tonight it was "Espana? Espana es major!" Ha! I think the American tour buses must come in the morning and everyone else at night.
We had tea at Fiswhalis-a place that has been there for 200 years. It was great for people watching. We then walked around and tried to find a park we had been unable to find earlier. No luck. Without taxis we are hopelessly lost.

We went back to the yummy bakery again tonight. More huge pieces of cake. We are not worried about weight. We are not eating much because of the jet lag and we are walking all day long. I wish it would last.

I need to go now. People are waiting for the computer. Maybe more tomorrow.

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