I visited Saqqara (step pyramid) and Dashur (bent pyramid and red pyramid). Yea, love those pyramids. I remember building them in my old Egyptian city building game. I’m exhausted right now. I woke up naturally at 5:30 and got the hotel to book me a taxi for Saqqara and Dashur.
The driver seemed nice, implied that if I like the services, he should get a tip. The view driving was spectacular, like the pages of National Geographic. Unfortunately there’s no road to the bent pyramid at Dashur and I could only look at it from far away. I start walking close, and he honks. I ask if I can walk up to there, but the driver, Ahmed says it’s dangerous. I take a picture from far away. He says we can drive a little closer after the Red Pyramid closeby.
We go to the Red Pyramid at Dashur, smaller and earlier than the one at Giza, but I like it. Unfortunately, I need to pee and there is no bathroom. So I’m holding it, I’m holding it. I buy the ticket. I take some pictures and enjoy the view. There are barely any people here and the atmosphere is nice. I think that’s the best view to enjoy a monumental piece of architecture. The ticket includes entry into the Pyramid, so I climb to the entryway, pretty steep. When I get there it’s a long very steep way down, so I pass seeing how I am holding pee and don’t want an accident. I would brave it if I didn’t have to go.
Ahmed drops me off a little closer to the bent pyramid following a bus that is going along a dirt road. He stops, the brave bus keeps on going. Ahmed says I can walk, but not to far. I don’t walk to far because I am still holding it…
Bent Pyramid at Dashur
We drive to Saqqara which isn’t far away. Thank goodness there is a bathroom there! Then I look at the museum and it’s quite lovely with a mummy and nice artifacts. Afterwards, it’s on the the step pyramid. It’s wonderful being that it is less crowded then Giza, but there’s scaffolding. It’s ok. I really enjoy the view. Everything is going well and I ignore the merchandise hawkers.
That is until… I make the mistake of talking to a man who offers to take a picture for me. I misunderstand him and we take pictures together, he puts on a Egyptian hair covering on me and passes my camera to another man. He asks me where I’m from and I say China listening to the advice of my driver who tells me to pretend I’m Chinese to the Egyptian tourist entry point police, so they don’t think I’m rich. We proceed to take pictures at different points. I am hopeless to stop him because the other man keeps on walking away with my camera. Eventually, the first man put me on a donkey against my will for a picture. I cry bloody murder. He then demands a tip for the guy who owns the donkey. It’s so annoying how some people will do anything for money.
I paid 1 Egyptian pound (about 20 cents), just to have them go away. He agrues that it is too little, but eventually the donkey man takes the money and goes away. I take it they do this routine all the time. Thank goodness they are gone and I get some peace with the pyramid.
Ahmed takes me somewhere to eat and it’s fancy with people performing. I am really hungry, but figure I’d get something light to save some money. Ahmed goes somewhere else. He is not eating with me. Turns out it’s a set menu with an exorbitant price. I refuse the lunch and wait till Ahmed finishes praying until we leave.
Ahmed says he’s hungry. I am too. He takes me to a carpet making shop. I am not planning to buy anything, but Ahmed says we get free tea, if we go to the shop. I end up buying a small carpet anyway. I am a sucker as I wanted to buy something like that for a long time. I look at the carpets, which look like works of art and the merchant tells me I can take pictures especially since I bought something.
Ahmed promises to pick me up and drop me off at the airport for an additional fee. I negotiate the same price I pay when I traveled from the airport to the hotel. He drops me off so I can eat and go to an Internet cafe. A long story later…