Booker was an unholy nightmare from the moment we stepped out of the car. It's like he knew that I had this huge day of touring planned and he was going to do everything to sabotage it. Our guide was nice and knowledgeable but clearly did not have any children. He kept pointing to Booker and saying, "He's so stub-borne. You know, stub-borne?" "Yes, yes. I know. He's a stubborn child. He really should be more compliant when I grab him and shove him into small dark tunnel that leads to an even smaller and darker chamber. Stupid stubborn child."
But when our guide kept pointing to Booker and saying, "What are you doing with this child?" as in, what kind of terrible parent are you? I just didn't know what to say. The more obstinate Booker grew, the more hands on our guide decided to get. Rookie mistake. Eventually I had enough and sent the boys home with my mom, but not before forcing both Booker and Ike to crawl into the King's Chamber of the Pyramid of Khufu, ride a camel and visit the Sphinx.
Here we are inside the chamber. It's was hot, dark and stinky but SO COOL. My dad has a pretty funny story about Senator Lieberman, this sarcophagus and some new age hippy. Ask him about it sometime.
Next time you want to truly humiliate yourself in front of a captive (literally) audience of European and Japanese tourists, just drag your kicking and screaming children into a pyramid. There was no escape.
I took way too many photos to include of all them. If you want more, here's a slideshow.
I just found out that the cable that provides internet for Egypt is under construction so the internet here is so stinkin' slow. It's taking 10 times as long to upload photos and blog. So hopefully coming soon (like before I have to go back home in 5 days): the Sphinx, the pyramids at Saqqara, the pyramids at Dashur and celebrating Sinai Liberation Day at former President Sadat's home. It's going to be blog-tastic if the internet ever picks up again.