A Camel Named Yorkshire
I left you just as I was talking to the owner of the Bedouin Pyramids Guest House about a tour of the Pyramids. We jumped into his car and drove to the entrance of the Giza Necropolis. I had partially booked this particular hotel because it was only a little over a mile (1.7 km, if you’re being precise) as the crow flies from the Pyramids but, having seen Cairo traffic and its…liberal approach to the Highway Code, I decided that walking was perhaps not the smartest idea.