Cairo is quite the city. The pollution here turns your snot black (or is it the public chain smoking?), traffic rules need not apply, social disparity is enormous, and I love it. Here’s a small list of some of the highlights of my trip thus far:

^ Mosque Masjid a-Noor or Mosque of Light

^ The traditional ceremonial marshmallow cone consumed on most Graham Family air vacations

^ Pocari Sweat, the most appetizing sounding sports drink. Ever. The Egyptian Ho Hos may be the only form of cultural imperialism I wholeheartedly approve of. I can now safely rest knowing that somewhere, somehow, chubby little Egyptians can have the same glucose filled childhoods much like those that I remember so fondly.

^ Mini T-shirts are big here. I don’t understand it. This shirt in particular is absolutely ridiculous. It features the over-exposed face doppelganger of a small child who happens to be sitting in the seat directly in front of it. Creepy.

[This is all I can get out on my internet connection thus far... more to come soon]