On a recent journey from Nairobi to Stockholm, via Cairo and London, all of four of our flights were late. This resulted in a frustrating domino effect of missed connections, transit confinement and delay after delay after delay.
Transit is NOT a place I like to be.
For me being in transit is being stuck in a characterless generic air-conditioned airport lounge. Everybody is waiting to go somewhere, wanting to go anywhere and no one can get out.
Delays are frustrating and unfortunate, but when travelling with three young children, it is at best a humongous pain in the arse. When I discovered that one of the layovers was to be a ten-hour wait in Cairo airport, I was seriously miffed.
But on our arrival at Cairo airport we were told that because of the inconvenience we had endured, we could go to a nearby hotel. Here we could rest for a while and have a meal. This idea I liked.
It was then also suggested that in addition to this we could go on a tour of the sights of Cairo. This idea I liked a lot.
So we left our passports at the transit desk, left the airport through a secret door and spent a couple of hours taking an air-conditioned taxi tour Cairo and a fleeting visit to the Pyramids and the Sphinx.
ThEse were some of the things that WE SAW ON our day out of transit in Cairo
Everywhere we drove there were these huge posters of football super striker and Egyptian hero Mohammed Salaah.
The Pyramids and the Great Sphinx of Giza
The obligatory visit to the Egyptian perfumery
Here are a few photos and pages from my Egypt sketchbook, when I taught at the British Council in Cairo in 2005.