19.10.15 - Cairo | Sakara | Memphis | Cairo

Cairo woke up with the sun hidden but, even so, the heat vanished. 
But better than the hot weather is the warmth: last night, at the Lawson`s, around a roast chicken with cooked vegetables and homemade bread, various faiths, backgrounds and nationalities joined together. A Portuguese, an Englishman and four Americans from different places. 
After giving Thanks a very animated discussion ensued because everyone wants to know more and more; from books to wars, through food, politics and the amazing Monty Python.With such a fun dinner, necessarily, the day began later!
Thus, in a brand new van with a carrot at the wheel, that within the city, no more than third gear, and, beyond, it was slower than my mother, we head south, following the Nile to Sakara.Sakara is where is the Djoser pyramid, the oldest of Egypt, a necropolis of Memphis designed by Imhotep. 
Drew and Chel had already been there, and one of the leading archaeologists responsible for the discovery of the tombs of Sakara is their friend, who worked there for 20 years. Saying that, I had the privilege of knowing where was the tomb of the royal butcher. For example!
In the desert, burning sun and low humidity, coupled with drought and the typical dark yellow sand, didn`t allow us to even sweat; so any shade under a rock or Sakara museum entrance might serve to refresh ourselves; or at least give the impression of relief without actually coming to fruition.
Inside the museum, stone carved in the shape of snakes, the hieroglyphics with the offerings of the population to the king, a mummy and Imhotep.
Sakara was the necropolis, the city Memphis. Trough life, we left the desert towards a palm trees sea  and the Nile, going to meet one of the oldest cities in the world.
 There noticed the carved stone Ramses II statue, huge, lying in order to be better viewed. I saw the Memphis Sphinx and ... dozens of tapestries schools.
 I felt like a real Indiana Jones. The only difference is that I walked in shorts and didn`t bring the whip!
From Memphis we return quietly to Cairo for delighting with koshari in Tahrir Square.