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Our departing flight out of Cairo was scheduled for 11:25PM, but we arrived in town with our tour group in the early morning hours, and the company failed to book us a room to wile away the hours until then. Too exhausted to simply wander the streets for twelve hours, we instead ambled down the road looking for a place to stay. Feeling a bit like …
... of us all jumping, walking like Egyptians and all that. It was so fun! When we all had enough photos there, we took it in turns to get up on a camel that a local had there, whose name was Charlie Brown! When the camel stood up, it was pretty scary, cos you thought you were going to fall! First forwards when he got his hind legs halfway up, then backwards when he got his front legs all the way up! But it was very cool. Just casually riding a camel in front of the pyramids!! ...
... hospitality - the private 'guest room' with it's rows of austere lacquered armchairs, swathes of lace, and staggering spreads of magnificent food all appearing for us from behind a screen, whilst the only evidence of the great matriarch behind it all was the quiet clanging of pots and pans coming from the adjacent kitchen - was enough to be occupied with.
However, we do process the invitation in time for it to dawn on us: what on earth does one wear ...
... them what was happening with that flight. She looked at me like I was an idiot and said, "It's leaving at 6:15pm". "OK", I replied, "because it says 5:15pm up there" pointing to the monitor. "No, it's 6:15pm" she reiterated while flat-out denying that the display monitor behind her head contradicted her every word. It was like a comedy sketch out of Family Guy or something. Sometimes, you lose.
When I eventually got on the plane I thought I'd have an empty seat next to me, ...
... and they needed to be involved in the revolution. Hamzah, on the other hand, told us that the government had freed those prisoners to intimidate revolters. He also mentioned doing 12 hour shifts in the front door of his house with a gun to protect his family from bad people. Who to believe?
After the revolution, there was less police. While going to Khan-Al-Khalili, we were stuck in traffic for literately two hours when it should have taken us 30 ...
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TravelPod Member ReviewsBostan Hotel Cairo
Our departing flight out of Cairo was scheduled for 11:25PM, but we arrived with our tour group in the early morning hours, and the company failed to book us a room to wile away the hours until then. Too exhausted to simply wander the streets for twelve hours, we instead wandered down the road looking for a place to stay. Feeling a bit like Joseph and Mary (it was the day after Christmas and there was no room at any inns we tried along the way), we were approached on the street by a uniformed tourist policeman carrying an automatic weapon and the walkie-talkie toting plainclothes sidekick that commonly accompany the cops in Egypt who asked us if we needed help. Once we overcame our fears of being extorted, arrested, or shot, we realized he was indeed planning to help by calling around to a number of local hotels to inquire about vacancies. Ultimately, he sent us in a taxi with a set of written Arabic instructions to the hole in the wall known as the Bostan Hotel, located on a side street that our driver had difficulty finding. The place was cheap ($40 US for a double room) and occupied mostly by Egyptians with the exception of a few German tourists. The room featured stained, cracking and peeling plaster walls, a tiny 19" tube television, and the smell of fake mango air freshener masking an under-odor of urine, but it was a place to crash. The rooftop restaurant fed us fresh koshary (often called Egypt's national dish) and falafel for lunch for around $8 US, which was actually some of the most delicious food we had on the trip--simple and tasty. The waiter went out to another section of the roof where women were hanging laundry, and they presumably whipped up the meal for us. Hotel staff also arranged a VIP outing to the Pharonic Village for $150 LE (they offered the pyramids, but we had been there, done that), a theme-park/historical village cum museum) that was fun as well as a ride to the airport. Also, check out the handpainted elevator shaft featuring scenes of Egypt that you can look at when riding up and down.
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