This is in Coptic Cairo. Last Friday we walked around here at dusk, and although we enjoyed the empty streets, we could not get in to see most of the amazing sites. Another time, perhaps when the heat breaks.
Courtney, enjoying her Hibiscus juice. It's SO strong and sweet, that every time you take a sip, you add water, and by the end of the glass it is almost palatable.
This is the hanging church in Coptic Cairo. It is called "hanging" because it is built on very old Roman pillars, and appears to be hanging. It is a misnomer :)
This picture is solely for my dear sister-in-law Melanie, first to see if she's reading my blog, and second to point out that yes, all the linens I'm buying are in fact, 100% Egyptian Cotton.
Garbage day on Road 233, Ma'adi. You can't necessarily see it, but there is a little boy perched on this garbage truck, his co-workers are throwing garbage up to him. From what I can tell there is no set day or time for this to occur. Basically whenever they want to pick up garbage they do.
Sufi dancing. One of the dancers spun for over 40 minutes without stopping. We think that if he had stopped, he wouldn't have been able to start again. The whole experience was somewhat over stimulating (1.5 hours of bright colours and crazy music, with drums, talkative Egyptians and heat).
The Egyptian National Museum. Yes, it is pink.
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