Letter 2: Driving According to Cairo

And I am so very jealous that I almost cannot stand it! So glad you made it safely. I love you both.

Letters From The Nile

Dear Sirs and Madams,

We’ve made it! Finally, after a 9 1/2 hour flight to Rome, a 2 hour layover, and another 3 1/2 hour flight, we are in Cairo. The Airport was almost completely empty and everyone was very friendly. We were met at baggage claim by a kind representative from Viking- the company we were traveling with. two other pairs of passengers leaving with us, a married couple from Florida, and a mother and daughter from North Carolina. Other flights come in separately so I won’t meet everyone else until tomorrow morning at the welcome meeting. For the next three nights, we are staying at the Nile Ritz-Carlton with a Nile front view to boot!


I’m not trying to brag, but it is pretty spectacular 🙂

Anyway, this post is not to tell you about my hotel room, but rather, how I got here.

After finally landing in…

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