Egyptian Journal 1970's

Egyptian Journal in the 1970's ...page seven unedited and rough draft...After being released from Cairos Police Headquarters for being a rich American in a country that the average annual income was $165.00 and a doctor mafe a dollar a day and after being taken into protective custudy so that I wouldn't be robbed for the few hundred dollars I had on me, I checked into an Egyption hotel across the street for $1.00 a night for a clean two bedroom suit or apartment, I then after some sleep began exploring this strange new and primitive world or drab and gayness and open vegetable stands that you couldn't eat anything without cooking the roots they sold and try to buy some canned food, virtually impossible compared to the price they charge and nothing and no food in sight and not even any kind of convenience store or mom and pop shop and I staggered through the narrow and crowded streets and somewhere along the line I stumbled into the Sunrise Hostel after a weary and jet lag day and even tried to climb the Great Pyrimide, somewhere along the way and but that is another story and for now I came to the Sunrise Hostel in the evening and was meet with young laughing Egyptians pointing a a pistol at me and waving it around and laughing and I was raised around guns and pistols and you never, ever, point a gun at someone and so I checked in and shrugged the youths off as idiots, behind the check in counter and paid my one dollar of  so for my room with a shower and bed when I turned off the lights bed bugs came crawing out on me and I turned on the light to see, what the hell was going on and they all disappeared and turned off the lights again and they started crawing on me again and but could not see the little buggers and so I feel asleep with the lights on and they left me alone and in  the morning for the first time I saw Westerners, two young ladies and no doubt back packers and they were sitting on the floor in the hallway and with a look of horror asked me if I had bed bugs in my room and I said none chelauntly, yes and  that all you have to do is leave the lights on and talking about leaving that place I sure did and headed for the Pyrimides....to be continued http://peteromanowsky.blogspot.com

Page six my Journal into Egypt 1970's

Egyption Missionary Journal very late in Coming since 1970's but must write a book about it or it was a possible waste of time....back pages http://peteromanowsky.blogspot.com. and nothing is wasted in God"s time and the story is burning in my heart to share for future generations,  like in the millinium and it will go down in the Spirit of the Wests first true historian Herodotus ....When I finnaly saw the light of day after one of the longest nights in history starting from getting on an Air Egypyt plane at night in Atens and landing the same night in Ciaro Egypt and then being licked up by the police and taken into protective custudy and not realizing that I was carrying at least two years pay in Egyption currancy exchange for back then an Egyption made aroundwn  $165. 00 a year and,I was a walking ATM machine before tgey were even invented and after a nights guest in the police headquaters with tge chief of police they finnally let me out at the break of day dawn to find myself in a truerlt third world country and rhe hotel across the street was only a $1.00 a day and I checked in and tried to get a fitful nights sleep and looking out the window to the large Mosque across the street I saw what seenmed like hundreds of people in long robes and or rags by our standards and they were all sleeping or caxmped out, oustide tge Mosque and is was on of tge few plaxces in Ciaro that was actuaslly lite up and otherwise everything in Cairo was dark and bleak and not lite up and in the daytime even more bleak and depressing  like people living in a country like India or sonething but what the heck and what did I expect except gloomy buildings and abject poverty and people living or sleeping on the streets in thier heavy flannel pajamas and people wearing whasts called jelopys like the cars are spelled and dusty and bleak and sun drenched buildings witjout any color and I though oh boy I'm in it now and so I walked and took a cab to the area of the Pyrimides and gad a blow out with the taxii driver of whom I thought was taking me for a ride and a crowd gatherec and the head of the Free Masons of Egypt came out while I was going out of my mind in tjis Bazzar place of which he had tried to put me on a tour bus that was completely empty except for me so I bailed and sonewhere  I saw a dusty and relatively small Synagogue along the way while walking and  looking feeling like everyone was looking at me and no other Americans or Europeans in sight and had a feeling like I was the only one since the peace treaty with Israel and obstesibly with the West ...to be continued  http://peteromanowsky.blogspot.com