Cairo, again. It?s just the way I left it, busy, dirty, and cutthroat. Not even 5 seconds out of the airport were a swarm of taxi cab drivers, limo drivers and anyone with a vehicle used for transport were fighting gladiator style to get the sixty Egyptian pounds it takes to get to the Ramses Hilton. What I do love is the Nascar style of driving that these taxi drivers use to get you where you are going, coming inches, or less, to other cars to make its way. As scary as it may sound to some, I have never seen an accident. I have seen plenty of taxis break down, but no accidents. I am staying in much better accommodations this time. My suite is on the 18th floor over looking the Nile and through the thick haze I can see the pyramids. My first meal in cairo?McDonald?s.