We got up today ready to get on a bus unfortunately our tour guide had different plans for us. Our driver was supposed to pick us up at 8am but when he didn’t show by 8:40am we hopped into a taxi to get us to the bus station as fast as possible! As our luck would have it, the bus had left already! The Go Bus employee called the next stop and had the bus wait for us there. The taxi raced us to the next stop and got there minutes before 9am. Taxi drivers in Egypt drive crazy to begin with but when given a sense of urgency (and a little more money) they’ll turn a half hour ride into a ten minute roller coaster!
Our bus ride back to Cairo was great, just six hours with no road blocks or burning tires this time. The cheesy Arabic action movies playing on the TV were a bit of a downer. Also, the guy in front of Ruby decided to recline ALL the way back practically putting his chair on Ruby’s nose . . . so this time it was Ruby complaining about legroom. As a plus, they did serve great guava juice and chocolate cake as a snack. The rest stop on the way back was also exceptionally nice with clean bathrooms. Given all of that, we’d recommend Go Bus over the local company we took on the way to Sharm.
It was a gorgeous day in Cairo and we were welcomed with the classic traffic jams common to the city. We had a few hours before our flight to Spain so Ruby “convinced” our tour company to give us a driver for the day since our driver didn’t show up in Sharm. Instead of taking us to the airport we told him to take us to the Khan el Khalili bazaar which is next to a beautiful mosque for some last minute shopping. Cheap stuff really is cheap in Egypt. Within one day of buying a pair of sunglasses and a watch, the sunglasses were cracked and the watch didn’t keep time! The driver did eventually get us to the airport with a few hours to spare—we caught up on the blog and grabbed some terrible airport food. At the beginning of our trip, Ruby probably would have sent the food back or refused to eat any of it but this trip has had made her a little more tolerant of bad food. I’m sure she’ll be back to her high standards once we’re back in NY.