As usual, I woke up at 6 in the morning. It was already becoming a routine that as soon as the sun rose I opened my eyes. After a few laps in bed I decided to get up and take a bath in the hotel pool. It was so early that there was no one, not even at reception. So I went into the small pool and enjoyed its hot water (40º) quietly. The water was dark brown, rather than the lack of a filter because of the minerals it contained.
Hotel pool in Bahariya
After the bath we went to breakfast and said goodbye to Peter. Mr. Wirth did us the favor of buying us the bus tickets to go to Cairo. On the agenda of the day there was little: go to Cairo, pick up the bags at the hotel and spend the afternoon there until night and then go to the airport and catch our flight to Luxor. Imat accompanied us to the bus stop, which was very small and we said goodbye to him. At the stop we came back to coincide with Wendy and Shari who had just arrived from camping in the desert.
While we waited for the bus to come, children from the town approached us asking for pens. I had bought a couple of packages of pens and a bag of Chupachups in Spain and gave them some. The bad thing is that it became a competition to see who was getting more and in the end they stayed with everyone they carried.
Bus stop / bus station in Bawiti
The coach was worse than the one that brought us. He was older and had no air conditioning. In addition, we had the seats in the last row (next to the engine). The thing already looked bad, but to make matters worse, the bus carried more passengers than seats (!). At first I thought it was people who were going to other villages of the oasis, but when I saw that we were getting into the desert it was when I realized that we were going to continue like this all the way to Cairo (6 hours). Anyway, it looked bad but the thing got worse when everyone, for some reason that I still can't understand, gave him to close the windows. It almost gave me a "yu-yu" of heat, it was like going in a sauna all the way.
Bawiti main street
After three hours we stopped in a kind of service area that was in the middle of nowhere. It is seen that Muslims had to make special prayers that day and luckily the stop was about 20 minutes. That allowed me to regain strength and, meanwhile, we talked with Wendy and Shari. Wendy was very lively and it was very nice talking to her. We asked Shari if the Gizé metro stop was close to the bus stop (and thus save us another hour of bus) and he said no, but very kindly invited us to his apartment that was near the stop. As we had no plan for that afternoon we accepted delighted.
Everyone in the mogollón on the way to Cairo
This couple had a rented apartment in Gizé (where the pyramids are) located in a block of flats and it was very large. The hospitality was amazing: they offered us to use their shower, drink, food and even take a nap if we wanted to. In the end we watched music videos on TV while they showered.