Why I Went to Egypt Pt. 3 (The Stately Pyramids)

He woke me at 7:16. I dressed, went downstairs to take out money. The buildings were all about eight stories high and covered in a layer of grime. This was Africa. I felt nervous, not really wanting to be seen. The few people on the street looked at me with wonder. There was tension everywhere,Continue reading “Why I Went to Egypt Pt. 3 (The Stately Pyramids)”