I Blessed the Rains down in Africa!
Trip Start
May 08, 2006
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Trip End
Mar 07, 2007
Cairo,
Egypt
Thursday, October 26, 2006
Ms Burgoioioiion being the nice girl she was let me stay in her flat as i had one night before flying out. Her flat was just away from downtown where all the touts are. I should mention Pauline is a student in Cairo studying arabic and stuff with the french ebassy. She lives with another french girl, whose french bf was visting. Her BF was so much of a tank that he made "Johno Roids Lyons" look like he has twigs for legs.
Anyway, didnt do much just chilled, out went looking for Aldi down the road like Pauline said. It turned out she said Hardees (which i was amazed to see and went to anyway before going on a 1 hour search for Aldi). The french accent that says ere instead of here made Hardees sound like ardee...
a. Paulines Flat
. aldi. I was like Aldi??? really??? i dont believe it!! Would you believe i also forgot to get a picture in front of hardees! Thats like sacrolidge which i cannot spell.
Anyway, Pauline made me dinner, chilled out. Left early in the morning. Sad to say goodbye. Got a taxi out the front and tryed to barter, the driver said, dont worry good price, i thought whatever and got in. i gave a price and he said ok first go, so no worries.
Then there was the Cairo airport. The worst organised airport in the world. There is two airports the old and the new. I dont know which one i went to. I think the new because it looked "clean". Anyway, you get in and you have to go through a baggage scanner. There is like 4 massive line for the scanners. I tried to do the dodgy and go through the staff one but got rejected. So i picked a line. Line is a wierd word for Egypt, it doesnt exist. It may look like a line, but it doesnt work like one. i was lucky i got to the airport 3 hours early.
Im at the back, people just push in like mad, you also have the guy at the scanner yelling abuse at people who are yelling abuse at him
b. Pauline the French Chef
. The usual. i made it through after 10 people pushed in front to now wait in the check in line, one of 5. i picked the shortest line on the left side and waited. My line didnt move for 20 minutes. As it began to gradually move and i saw people who were further back in the other lines check in, i realised it was a bad mistake to pick a line on the side where everyone just walks in from the side and pushes in. Yelling at people who are yelling at them who are yelling at someone else. Waiting in that line was the worst line waiting moment so far in my life. Everyone was just clicking it. The people waiting in line, the people trying to push in the line, the people behind the counters, the people who walked through the lines with massive bags for some unknown reason, the people who but the bags on the weighing machine for tips and the police. The worst thing was the guy behind me, who got so close i could feel his body pressed against mine. It was gross. Like the line moved 2 cms so he moved 2cm closer into me. It was like a moshpit. After an hour and a half i get to the front of the counter. I dont think the weigher works because everyone just chucks there bag on with yours so that means they are next to be served even if they are in front of you. The stupid guy at check in started interrogating me, why am i going to rome, how long, etc. Made me show him the outgoing ticket from London. I dont know why he cared i was leaving Egypt. I got out of that then to my horror there was another line area, the passport area
c. Dodgy Egypt Airlines
. I wait in like for another 20 minutes, people pushing in who have "urgent flights". I get up to the counter and the guy says, you have a egyptian citizen departure card, you need a non egyptian one, you need to go back. I was like go back where? he just said you need to go back. I looked back to the check in and said there is no way i am going back in that, i will miss my flight. This is what he gove me. I blew up a little bit and said no way, he got a policeman to take me and get the right card of the guy. Wasnt my fault they gove me the wrong card. The check in people were busy yelling at people trying to check in and then yelled at my policeman. He got me my card, took me back through the lines to the window, then the guy said fill in the card. I didnt have a pen, so he just shrugged. Where the Hell am i going to get a F&%cking pen!! After begging he got one for me, i filled in the stinking card went through, got a stupid combination lock after i lost all mine and got on the bus which takes you to the plane. It was the oldest plane i have been on. No TV!. Flew to Rome.... Glad to make it alive out of the Chaos that is Cairo.
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