Egypt and Miracles

By a series of miracles, I made it to Alexandria on schedule, just after midnight. Unfortunately, I cannot say the same for my bags (location unknown). So, when people ask me what I have been missing since arriving in Africa, I will have to tell them 'everything!'.

After an hour and a half of speaking with the airline, I stepped out the door only to find a bunch of men loitering and staring in the place where I had hoped to come across a taxi.

I eventually found someone to help me. He took me down a short (but dark) alley, into a building and up some stairs and to, miraculously, the tourist police. Despite a near complete language barrier, the policeman took my money, secured me a taxi and I was eventually on my way.

So, what is this place like so far? Well...it smells like...cigarette smoke. It tastes like chocolate (on account of the midnight raid of my mini bar). And it sounds like...