Up at 5:30a to run with the goats through the streets  of Luxor, dodging road apples from the horse drawn carriages. There were few cars on the street and at least, I was on a familiar, smooth asphalt surface. Once again, there was only time for the minimum mile to keep “The Steak” alive. We packed up our Viking stateroom, grabbed a quick breakfast, caught the Viking bus, and got on another flight, our sixth in the last week, this time back to Cairo. I’ve been through so many x-ray machines that I have a certain glow. Tomorrow’s flight is even earlier. 

It’s becoming a familiar routine: Run. Shower. Eat. Tour. Eat. Tour. Nap. Drink. Eat. Drink. Sleep. I have not yet been able to absorb the magnitude of historical facts and sights we’ve covered. Plus, I find limited time to write about it all, currently making notes on my phone while waiting at the airport for our flight. Thankfully, there are no vendors past security and a no-tipping sign in the washroom. We’re running out of Egyptian pounds and our next stop, Jordan, is a separate JOD currency. 

This afternoon, before we check-in to our room at the Cairo Intercontinental CityStar, is lunch and another museum tour, the National Museum of Egyptian Civilization. We’ll then unpack and check out the shopping complex before dinner. It will be early to bed for a 2:30a wake up alarm and probably a quick run on the fitness center treadmill. Then, it’s off to Jordan, flight number seven, and the next phase of our fantastic journey.