Written By; Gary Wonning
Our journey was coming to an end. The next day we would be revisiting the Cairo Museum and the Citadel. If time permitted, a last minute stop at the Cairo Marriott, a refurbished palace . The final evening we would be shopping at the Bazaar, a large flea market type shopping area in Cairo.
They reminded us many times not to give kids any money. If you gave them money, they would go begging on the streets instead of going to school.
Shopping at the bazaar, I felt a tug at my elbow. There stood a little boy who had rubbed fresh dirt on his face to make him look poor. His outstretched hand and the frown on his face told me he was asking for money.
I thought, what the heck and gave him a quarter. Soon, I felt another tug, there were a dozen kids standing behind me with all their hands outstretched. Lesson learned.
The next morning, it was up at 4:30 to catch our 8:30 flight. The airport was a mad house. A security guard stopped me to check me with a hand held device. I had put my camera film in my coat pocket to avoid sending it through the x-ray machines. When the device reached that pocket, it went off. I attempted to pull my hand out of my pocket to show the guard what I had. He held up his hand, shouting ,”No,No” and turned and left. Guess he thought I had a gun.
As we departed my thoughts turned to home and returning to a normal life.
The Life of the Egyptians
His travels have taken him to most of the United States, as well as Australia, Belize, Egypt and the Canary Islands.
He has studied the Mayan culture of Central America as well as the aborigines of Australia. Photography has given him the opportunity to observe life in various parts of the world.
He has published several books about his adventures.
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