Last Stop. Cairo.

Cairo, Egypt

Flying, even a very short distance, with a hangover is horrible. But when the tickets are booked and flight is paid for you just gotta get on the plane.

My last night in Israel was spent in Tel Aviv. It was a big night and it resulted in an equally big hangover.

Anyway, following two short flights and a tedious and nauseous stop over in Jordan, I arrived in Cairo.

The next day was a write-off, I’ve been holidaying pretty hard, so I thought I’d better take a day off.

Today, however, it’s back to holidaying, so I hit the streets.  Fist stop was the Egyptian Museum, no cameras allowed so if you want to see a bunch of amazing relics you’ll have to google them.

Next stop, Tahrir Square then the bazar.  

I had seen a report on Al Jazeera about young revolutionaries painting murals on the walls near the site of the protests and I wanted to check it out for myself. 

Like other parts of this trip, it's been a strange to stand in a place that has had so much recent media. I found myself recognising parts of a city that I've never visited, and until recently, had no real concept of. 

I still managed to get lost on the way back to my hotel. 

Tomorrow, the Pyramids.

Graffiti near the square.

The National Democratic Party building burnt out behind the Egyptian Museum. 

Girls walk past Tahrir Square.

More graffiti goes up near the square.

An old bloke sits by the bazar with his prayer beads.

Cairo's streets at night.