Pyramids! Pyramids!

We went to the pyramids on the horse carriage. We had an English-speaking tour guide called Ahmed. He was a young man, but he told us that he’d quit his school and worked there for 18 years, because something happened in his family when he was a little boy. He then said “But alHamdulillah (Praise to be God), I’m OK and so is my family.”
When we approached the gate, the guard asked Ahmed if we had the pig disease (SWINE flu). This was because we had masks to avoid inhaling toxic polluted air. We were going on a regular, crowded street on a horse carriage behind the horse’s you-know-what with a white diaper on it. Ahmed laughed and said “No” and moved on.
We had to buy another ticket for Ken to enter Khafra’s Pyramid – the one in the middle (30 ginii = 5.40 USD). I already went into the biggest one on the left – Khufu’s Pyramid three years ago, so I didn’t plan on going in one this year. Then we went near the pyramids. Ahmed explained the history to us. Some things were news to me, but Ken knew all of it and more, and he explained to me about some things in more detail. When we got in front of the second pyramid, Ahmed told Ken not to listen to anyone, because some people want baqshiish (tip) for nothing. Then Ken went inside the second pyramid. Ahmed and I waited outside.
Meanwhile, other workers like the police officer and other guides came near us. They began talking to me in English. When I responded in Arabic, they asked me where I learned the Egyptian dialect. So I said I was staying with my Egyptian family in Shoubra. Ahmed said that I was like “Bint min Shoubra (A girl from Shoubra)” which is a movie about a girl from Shoubra who traveled to different countries. He also said that I looked like the actress in the movie. So since then, he always introduced me to other workers that I was “Bint min Shoubra”.
The police officer was a dirty old man. I mean, he wasn’t old, but he kept saying how he wanted to spend time with me, etc… He was saying things like “You’re my heart, my love, and my life. I want to be with you. …..” I laughed so hard, and Ahmed and I called him “Crazy Man”!
When Ken came back from the pyramid, he said “It’s true. There’s nothing to see!” He was happy, though, for having gone inside it at least once. Then we stopped the carriage before we got to the smallest Pyramid of the three on the right called Menqawra’s Pyramid. The police officer, the “Crazy Man”, came and kept telling Ahmed that he couldn’t park there. “Not allowed! Not allowed!” he said. Ken and I saw Ahmed give some baqshiish into the pocket of his camel saddle. (Camel saddles have pockets on both sides.) Then the officer became quiet and started talking about his feelings to me. Haha!
Ahmed explained some more about the pyramids and the history behind them. Then he took many pictures of us with the pyramids. He’s done this so many times that he had some clever ideas for us. I think they’ll be memorable ones for us. (^^)