We cruised to the Great Pyramids, and the Sphinx and stopped at small cafes and street vendors on the way. Chicken barbecued, pressed under a tin foil wrapped brick was common and succulent! Green falafel, so fresh and mouth watering, was sold on each corner. People were happy. People were accepting of us. We were the only people they saw the entire week in Egypt, who had colored hair, dreads and tattoos...no one else. Once, we saw a young boy with a skull on his shirt, but that was about it. The city was beautiful and busy. People going to work, going shopping, relaxing in hookah cafes; Egypt was bustling and booming. I watch the news now and see confusion, litter, looters, poverty...why did they let this happen?
|Max and The Sphinx|
|Val, Me, and the kids inside the Mosque|
Max recorded sounds on the boat and from the street and it added spice to the then unreleased Conquer album. We bid farewell to our newest conquest and adorable hosts and boarded the plane to Russia. Siberian music or Cossack.....?