Camel riding

From Cairo!

While Maggie graciously holds down the homestead with the help of Pete and Ella, I get to visit family in far away lands. Here's some pictures. This is Dad in the Paris airport. When he lumbered through the hallways the french people would see him and exclaim, "mon dieu!"


We arrived in Cairo at night and were met by Laura and Mohamed, the driver. They drove us to their charming villa where we promptly fell asleep, mouths agape. In the morning we visited a mosque. Emmet was not happy about the little cloth sacks they made us put over our shoes.


Later, at lunch, Emmet took this picture:


This was the view from our luncheon spot:


We ate dinner in a sailboat on the Nile. Laura negotiated all the prices. Dad asked the captain of the boat what kind of fly fishing there was on the Nile and the captain said, "We don't fish for flies here sir."


Tomorrow we visit Garbage City and then off to a protest at Tahrir Square with Dave!

Maggie's Birthday!

The kids stayed home with a sitter while we adults went out for the early bird special at our favorite restaurant Tanuki. In a repeat performance from years past, Maggie leapt up from the table and made a mad dash for the bathroom. Unfortunately she was hip checked by another eager patron and forced to wait outside the door. Fortunately Ella had brought her a change of pants just in case! We all enjoyed cupcakes afterwards.

Cairo Bound

With Grandpa Peter! His snoring kept everyone in Business class awake, except me.

Easter Basket!