A Big Beach

After many arduous days traveling through Egypt's western desert, a weary Bedouin might fall victim to a "mirage," an optical phenomenon in which refracted light rays produce the illusion of the sudden appearance on the horizon of some kind of coveted scene or object, like a spring of drinking water, a cluster of welcoming homes, or a group of Italian tourists in speedos.

Fridays is the Holy Day

Some people might complain about the presence of an American chain restaurant on the banks of the Nile, but not me, especially not on July 4th.

Master of Masr

Aaron and Hosni.

Aar On Guard

Aaron poses in an abandoned guard post in Giza. Later, he would complain about the smell. He is seriously such a pussy!

One Has Wings, Is An Angel

Aaron yawns outside of the Mr. and Mrs. Mohamed Mahmoud Khalil Museum of Art in Giza, France.

This Is Where I Get All My Polos

A clothing store near Attaba Square in Cairo.

Lethargicize

Cairo is hot and the Cairo metro hotter even in spite of the jet-force speed of ceiling fans and open windows. Which is why the ladies only car is such a relief. From the pink velvet chairs to the attendants offering pedicures to the constant trill of happy gossip and soft hisses of a needlepoint in progress, it's a respite from the demanding city streets. The men really don't know what they're missing!