Farewell, dear Cairo...

... we shall not miss you. Too much.

Here we are. 4:07 pm. Saturday afternoon. Our LAST day in Cairo.

It's a moment that has come both incredibly slow but also fast at the same time. All in all, I'm glad we came here. In the midst of the summer, I might not have said that. It was hot. And it was loud. And it was lonely and isolating and I was so sick to death of taxis following me down the street trying to get me to ride with them. There were the mosquito bites and the ant bites and the mystery bug bites. There was the occasional case of Pharaoh's Revenge (but considering what we ate and drank, we were very, very fortunate).

We kind of decided to say goodbye to our Egyptian friends in an indirect manner - that is, not saying goodbye. This seems kind of rude, maybe. But Egyptians are very clingy and VERY generous and if we go and see all of them it would take hours, and only after much forced feeding would be allowed to leave. We might stop by and see Hamdi later, but mostly because Tim wants to buy a Koran near his kiosk.

So, there you have it: we are leaving Cairo, though not returning home just yet. First, we must climb Mt. Sinai, snorkel in the Red Sea, swim in the Dead Sea, tour the Old City in Jerusalem, enter the occupied territories, explore Petra, and see Amman (there will be many blog posts to follow, as long as our computer holds out and we get free WiFi in our hotel room).

GoodBYYYYYEEE Cairo. HelllLLLLOOOO adventure!