Six Whole Months! Six Whole Months!

My time in Egypt is almost done.

Part of me will miss it but most of me won't. At least I'm going out like Jon Bon (ie, in a blaze of glory.)

For the past week, my sister Anna and I have been travelling the country. Here's a brief rundown:

Spent two days in Cairo sipping cool beer at rooftop bars and exploring the backstreets of the medieval city. Amazing. Anna wore a veil and nobody leered at her.

Then it was off to Luxor and Aswan, where we dodged touts, biked through fields of sugar cane and scaled arid peaks in a futile attempt to raid pharaonic tombs.

(We also met a pair of veiled sluts named "Mona Lisa" and "Pussy" during a lunch of kofta and salad. Yes they were hookers and no we weren't buying.)

We also basked in the awe of the Luxor and Karnak temples and came to blows (almost) with a psychotic hotel manager who refused to let us share a taxi from his hotel to the airport at 5 a.m.

Insane, I know.

Then it was off to Sinai. We shared a taxi through the deserted wasteland to Dahab with an obese German woman who was in Egypt to start a travel company for disabled Europeans.

Then we snorkeled and baked in the sun and marvelled at the vulgar world of diving.

We also talked about Greek philosophy and Kuwaiti pedophiles with an Egyptian windsurfing fanatic who had a striking resemblance to Dodi Al Fayed.

However, due to funds and the omnipresent threat of Eurotrash and the aggressive nature of the creepy, violent, insular and vulgar divers, we decided to take a 10 hour night bus ride back to Cairo, where we were ripped off, harrassed and accused of being Israelis.

There's way more stories and way more to tell but I'm lazy and you don't really care. Anways, stay tuned for photos.