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Last day in Egypt and final reflections of the trip

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I woke up hungry. Good sign. My stomach was recovering and my body needed nutrients. Normal, I had been eating almost nothing for more than 24 hours, except toast. We went down to the hotel restaurant and met the owner for the first time: Hebba Bakri. Mrs. Bakri dressed Western and was like a sergeant. We told him that I was not feeling well and he made me prepare a hot lemon juice with honey. He told me that that morning a doctor was coming for another client who was fibrillating with gastroenteritis and that if he wanted he could see me, but it seemed exaggerated. After breakfast a little we went down to the pharmacy near the hotel to buy another box of Antinal and some pills that were recommended to me in case the symptoms continued when I returned home.

We also took the opportunity to buy fresh dates for my mother in a neighborhood greengrocer, hibiscus tea in the supermarket and typical Arab cupcakes in a very good pastry shop near the hotel. Then we returned to shop at the hotel and went to the search and capture of a post office to send at once the postcards we had been dragging from Luxor. I don't know how I get it, but I always end up sending the postcards at the last moment.

At twelve I couldn't take it anymore and I had to stop to eat something solid, because I was so hungry that it even made me dizzy. I ate some boiled rice and at the end we took our bags and went to the airport. We stopped a taxi from the old ones and after negotiating the price I had to argue with the driver because I wanted to put the bags on top of the roof without any support. And he told me: "DON'T PROBLEM," and I didn't stop saying, "YES PROBLEM," until to my satisfaction he tied them with a rope.

After doing some rallies with the car we said goodbye to the country. A trip that has been a before and after for me. Although I have to admit that the first day was a shock to me, I have become delighted with the people, the landscapes and glad to have gone on our own.
Egypt is not at all an insecure country and it is very worth not to go organized, from what I saw in those three weeks, one has more opportunity to live day to day in this way.

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