Part three Egypt

Part three my visit to Egypt somewhere in the seventies ...so while taken into potective custudy in a military jeep to the police headquarters, I was tasken to the police captains office and welcomed and sat down and he introduced himself and told me that I was not under arrest for anything and something about for my own protection I was to be detained until morning and then I can check into a hotel,  or something ...and then he staryed asking me questions of who I was and where did I come from and so on,  and then asked me how masny Muslims lived in Ametica as small talk and I said that I didn't know for I never meet or knew any Muslims where I lived in Northern abd Southern California except on from Egypt who was a really neat person and owned a gas station and garage that my dad as,a mechanic worked for abd I then said or guessed maybe ten percent or even less and theb he said almost offeded that, that is how many Christians lived in Egypt.

My landing in Egypt

My visit to Egypt in the seventies somewhere and departing from Athens airport ans while standing in line a Greek came up with a drunk or drugged and a beautiful blond and tall  European young women that any want would want and thrust her into my airs,and said take care of her for she needs to get on a plane back to Amsterdam or somewhere and while beholding her beautiful and limp form I asked an American sounding lady behins me if she coulsd take care oe her and she cried, but I dont even know her and so we went to the counter and I got my boarding pass to Cairo Egypt she un her drunking or derliberate state took my boarding pass also and thw plane was azbput to leave and I told the stert on the plane entrance that I dont have a boarding pass and he let me on the plane in the night and with a smile and on I was in the dark heading for Cairo and provablt having a smoke and looking at a Hollywood style magazine of Egyptian women like Elizabeth Taylor and glossy magazine looking belly dancers and if I can recall in my mind in the dark and going to where I have never been before and after much anticipation labded in a beautiful international airport and thought that I have arrived in a modern and civilized word like maybe Los Angeles and would  fimply take a bus to downtown Cairo and instead found myself in a bleak and dark would walking to Cairo through a tunnel and seeing a Scarab Beatle and saying to myself wow I really am in Egypt and then I came to the dark center of Cairo and saw a great sign lite up in neon saying Juwelry and said to myself they spelled it wrong and then I realized that the probable possible  hate for Jews could not spell it right and then I saw a billboard sign with an Egyption man blowing his top off in sone type of unspeakable or uncontrollable rage in a movie advertisement and said to myself this guy must have lost the war with Israel and is blowing his top and then I came to an outdoir cafe' in the dark with a couple of young Egyptians and was invited to sit with them and ordered a coffeee or tea and started chatting with them....