Made it to Cairo!

My flight out of SFO went smoothly except for the British food and lack of legroom, but that's to be expected. The beef with soggy vegetables looked ridiculous, then there was an unappetizing salad, a hard roll, and a strange-looking ginger lemon curd dessert. London was dreary. I'd probably hate my life if I lived there. It was dark, drizzling, and 40 degrees.

On the flight out of London, British Airways upgraded me to World Traveller Class, which meant more legroom, comfortable seat, and better service. I made the most of it. The window seat was great because I saw the lights of Europe. England and northern France were cloudy, but I could see towns in Belgium, France, Germany, Switzerland, and along the Adriatic Coast. The highlights were Venice and Athens.

Cairo was a warm 60 degrees when I arrived at midnight, but hazy. The cab driver didn't speak very much and his car wouldn't start the first two times he tried it. I read that driving in Cairo is insanity, and now I believe it. Speed limits and lane dividers are ignored, signalling is rare, and he never shifted out of fourth gear. Although to be fair, he didn't know how fast he was going because the speedometer didn't work. But I still made it to the hotel to sleep in my own room for less money than a dormitory in the US or Australia.