Day 133:

Went to the Giza Pyramids (and Sphinx) yesterday. Pretty cool. I love that they charge twenty five Egyptian pounds to go inside Khufu. After paying, one walks down a cramped tunnel for three minutes. That tunnel ends at an empty room. After looking around for a few minutes, one turns around and goes back out.

All for the price of a happy meal, ladies and gentlemen!

The Pyramids are impressive. But what does one write? Who knows, who knows?

The guy who manages my hotel is a twenty-three year old Egyptian national of Saudi extraction. He tells me that he has a girlfriend that he wants to marry, but that his father doesn't approve of. His father has another girl in mind. "I don't love her," he said to me. He also said this to his father, who said it isn't such a big deal, because if they have some marital problems, he can just take a second wife. And a third. And a fourth.

Oh to be a Saudi man.