The Epic Egyptian Experience

15 January 2011

Transportation.
It was a painstaking 13-hour flight, chasing the sunrise. You would imagine that you would actually gain the number of hours in the day by crossing several time zones, but unfortunately, I gained them in the middle of the night. So, it was a long, long night. A long restless night. And to add insult to injury, they made us taxi from one end of the runway to the other, where the terminal was.

But nevertheless, we were in EGYPT!

Customs was easy, we got through without much problems. We navigated our way to our baggage claim and headed out to meet our driver, Ahmed. We definitely needed a driver, because driving in Egypt is CRAZY.

The Egyptians mastered driving and made it into an art. It made driving in KL and Penang like driving in a n empty parking lot. Traffic lights have no meaning, zebra crossings are just paint on the road, traffic police are just for bribing. Cars weave in and out as and when they like, all they need was a toot of the horn. Jay walking was also rampant, but certain traffic conditions made it almost impossible to squeeze in between the cars. There were no motorcycles, just for that reason.

What surprises me is that there were no accidents. No accidental bumps, no near miss scratches, no road raging (thus far). Most of the cars were scratched and full of bumps, some had broken windows, and all of them caked in dried mud and sand. With that type of driving, you cannot possibly get out of the car, scream and yell at the other driver waving a clobbering stick; you’re equally at fault. Despite all that chaos, everyone is careful.

After a short break at the hostel, Ahmed drove us to see the pyramids. The first set of pyramids was in the Dashur district. It was just a one simple basic pyramid and another a few kilometres away that was the Bent Pyramid, Snofru. That pyramid was out of bounds, protected by the military. The first one, the Red Pyramid is the last and most complete pyramid, we get to enter. It was a steep climb up to the entrance, and then a steep climb down through a tunnel to the centre of the pyramid. All the artefacts have been removed to the museum, so there was nothing much to see. But it was still worth it; I have now been into one of the mysterious pyramid.

Ahmed then took us to the second set of pyramids; in Saqqara one of the oldest one around, and even though it was in the stable shape of a pyramid, it was crumbling into ruins. Next to it was the Step Pyramid, Pyramid of Djoser.

Finally, we then made our way to the Giza Necropolis, housing the most famous pyramids, the Giza pyramids; Khufu, Khafre and Menkaure, and the mystical Sphinx. It was located in a protected zone, and the only way to get to the pyramids was by horse, camel or carriage. We chose the former two.

Horse was typical, saddle and rein, and the controls were straightforward. Pull left to go left, pull right to go right, pull back to stop. Kick the horse to make it run, which I tried a few times but didn’t work. I christened my horse, Horse. Horse was a good horse. I like Horse. Horse avoided puddles of water too. Horse makes me feel like getting a horse in Australia, to ride whenever I want to feel the wind in my hair. Horses were cool.

We took turns, and I also get to ride on the camels, the stubborn one among the two that we rented. Camel riding was a bit more daunting; the saddle was just a seat that felt like it was going to topple at any moment. There was only a stump at the front in which you can hold on to, but it being attached to the saddle that you were already not certain of, didn’t make me feel any better. Add on the fact that camels are taller with the saddle even higher; it just made my fear of heights kick in. Did I mention that I rode on the more stubborn camel? The one that stands up despite you not being ready? Yeah, scariest ride ever.

Our first day in Egypt.
Types of transportation used:
1 plane
2 horses
2 camels
1 car

Number of pyramids seen:
11