Egyptians are friendly, polite and still take kindly to Americans. While they get a kick out of Americans who claim to be Canadians, there is no need for Yanks to do that.
Security is tight with checkpoints set up at museums, hotels and even restaurants.
They drive here like no other place I have encountered, even in Mexico City. Call it bumper cars with seemingly few bumps. Few traffic lights work and many drive at night with no headlights. Linda Heard and her hubby's driver is truly amazing in the way he snakes through traffic with less than an inch to spare.
Cairo police are unbelievably polite. On the way home from dinner last night, we encountered the police abusing an elderly man and his donkey pulling a cart. Linda's husband, Ramy, jumped out of the car and gave the police what for. I had visions of Ramy being slammed face down on the ground, handcuffed and hauled to jail. Instead, the police came over to the car and profusely apologized to us all for the way they had treated the man and his donkey.
[More to come in the next few days -- I hope.]
