Traffic! Heat! Yes, it’s Cairo

To entice me to Malta once again, my daughter suggested a trip to Syria as Air Malta had started a flight. This was before the country’s destruction. Bookings quickly filled and we missed the opportunity so we flew to Cairo instead. Egypt had always held a fascination for me, so the prospect of travelling for a quick visit with my daughter was an opportunity I didn’t want to miss.

We arrived in the humid city in the peak of summer where I walked the Nile River amidst roaring traffic honking in all directions. It was only after crossing a bridge and venturing into a quieter section of the city I found some repose, but not much. After all we were staying right in the heart of Cairo.