Word on the street is that there’s no public transport to downtown from Cairo International. But there is Uber and Middle East equivalent Careem, so I’m bound to make it on this 18-hour layover without getting scammed. The great thing is that there are cab drivers waiting to undercut Uber, so I join one of them and end up sharing it with four Egyptians who ride with windows down, cigarettes akimbo. Not only do I get to pat myself on the back for saving a few cents on this ride, but I also save the environment by carpooling.
Cairo feels like a place that hasn’t done much for the last decade. Not to say that it’s behind the times, but the airport is far from modern and the infrastructure is beginning to crumble a revolution or two after the Arab Spring. The metro is clean, but dated, and the roads are policed largely by crossing guards instead of traffic lights. Somehow the pyramids, which I am told I could see from anywhere, elude me and I spend half the day seeing mosques and Tahrir Square, and eating shawarma before I turn in for a midday snooze-and-shower at the hostel I booked for the day, before catching a Careem back to the airport.
Victor Bernabei is just another millenial travel blogger. But here's the twist: He isn't a millenial! His goal is to see as many countries as he can, and spread the message that the world is not as scary as the news wants you to believe, and that there is beauty in all people, places and things.