We spent an afternoon walking around downtown Cairo, which isn't very common for tourists as nearly all tourists we saw in Cairo were with a tour group. We wanted to try to absorb the local culture as much as possible, but we kinda stuck out in a town that is 90% Muslim. Emily was especially out of place for not being completely covered from head to toe. We were visiting during Ramadan so the social morals are that it is strictly forbidden for men to even look at a woman.
A major turnoff of the city is the overwhelming pollution. After living in Portland, we have become more aware of the environment and the importance of protecting it. One trip to a city this polluted will confirm these feelings. The smog was so dense and the air so acrid, that our eyes would burn and water just from being exposed to the toxic air.
Our next adventure was to browse the local bazaar, Khan al-Khalili, where most of the locals go to buy merchandise and daily provisions. Pyramids excluded, this was probably my favorite part of Cairo. The key is to stay away from the touristy areas selling kitschy stuff and stick to the back alleys where the locals truly shop. You can buy everything from live animals to exotic spices to handmade rugs and clothes. A true cultural experience that should not be missed if you are in Cairo. Here are some representative pics from Khan al-Khalili:
Our last day in Cairo was spent on a whirlwind tour of Islamic Cairo. We visited around 7-8 mosques in one day.....we actually started to lose count. They all had magnificent architecture and their own style as they hailed from different eras.
A few more pics of the mosques we visited....we had hundreds of pics, and I honestly can't remember which one was which....so I will just show some highlights from each:
Our day concluded with a trip through the City of the Dead. It is a four mile long cemetery that has become inhabited by paupers. The mausoleums were originally designed to give mourning family members a place to stay and pray for their deceased loved ones. Urban sprawl and poverty has forced many families to take up permanent residence here. Some houses are as small as 200 sq ft for an entire family....with no plumbing. The area is so destitute that our cab driver would not even let us venture outside the car for fear of us being preyed upon by pick- pocketing children.
A typical street view in the City of the Dead
Well, this concludes our journey....it was an amazing cultural experience, but we were definitely glad to be back home. Walking through a city and taking pictures with a camera that costs more than most locals make in a month gives you a strange, almost guilty feeling.....and it really makes you appreciate the opportunities and quality of life you have been given. I feel extremely lucky to have been born in a country with educational opportunities and the freedom to pursue my dreams.