this is the great Egyptian capital where I felt my feet tread ancient streets of compacted dung. here I strutted out with Jo and Susanne whilst uprorarious tumult rained down and as Falaffel;s were served up for us in abundace. We skipped thelight fandango from our hostel on Talat Harb and looked out upon random rooves as  the sun set.

We even succumbed to tradition and mad our way to Giza to view the crumbling sands there.