A travelogue for a solo round-the-world journey. Can he make it? I doubt it...
There was an opera performing at the theatre. I joined a bunch of freeloaders from a viewpoint outside the theatre.
I actually don't know anything about this place. Maybe early Christians hide here, fearing persecution. What I did realize, however, is that I was pretty tired of sightseeing, so I headed for the coast on the overnight bus.
The underground city was quite deep and extensive. Ventilation shafts and ports allowed for cooking and lighting without its inhabitants suffocating.
The crowds stormed the fields, and it was like a scene from a movie. Fireworks were going off, and riot police kept things from getting out of hand. What a spectacle!
Getting into the stadium was such a relief. I didn't expect to be let in at all. You could tell seating was packed, and the crowds were ecstatic. I didn't know how long we would be allowed in the VIP seating area before they kicked us out for having 2nd class general admission tickets, so I quickly took some pictures and shot some video.
I really didn't believe that these waterwheels turned on their own or really made that sound themselves. I thought it was all for show, but I think they're for real.
The Citadel is at the Tower of David, near Jaffa Gate, on the western side of the Old City. From there you can see Al-Aqsa Mosque (on the sight of the Temple of Solomon), Haram ash Sharif (Dome of the Rock), and the Church of the Holy Sepulchre.
It was really quiet on the Nile. It's a great time.
This is the rooftop view of the Nile River in Aswan. The Lonely Planet says the view here will satisfy even the most road-worn traveller, and it was right. From here, felucca tours and cruise barges head down river toward Luxor.
This is the Sufi music I sat in on while in Peshawar. There was a lot of hashish in the air.