164. Cairo Alone

164.

Back into the Cairo Museum without Doc.

I stand flesh eyeball to stone eyeball with the gods of the past wondering if the human drama will just go on like this forever and ever.

And I am having money trouble.

The Egyptian government confiscates all checks and cash that are mailed into the country. I am down to literally my last nickel when the American Express Office in the Cairo Hilton--remembered for it’s fine toilet paper--cashes a personal check for me.

So, after a not much fun week of Cairo alone, I fly to Lebanon.

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