Later in the afternoon, we decided to take another trip. This time our destination was the Pyramids.
The simple thought of seeing the magnificent Great Pyramids of Giza was exhilarating. All I had in mind was to go there and see it. I didn't bother to search the Internet to check what to expect and didn't even ask the Sheraton concierge for information on how to get there. All we did was get a taxi and asked the driver to take us to the pyramids.
We easily agreed when the driver asked for 80 Egyptian pounds for a one way trip. That's cheap - just less than 20US$, I thought.

Excitement filled my heart when I first saw the apex of the pyramids from the distance. The driver - with very little English - tried to explain each pyramids. I didn't mind him though. I know, he was talking rubbish because he was mixing contemporary myth with factual information.
Few minutes later, I was surprised when the driver took us to a local Camel and Horse stable - and not on the gates to the pyramids. He quipped in broken English "pyramids closed, go desert, pyramids look, ride horse"
I looked at Armin and I could sense that he was not comfortable. But I insisted. We paid 80 pounds each for the camel and the horse (I took the camel) and paid another 300 pounds for the guides.
I was really happy and overwhelmed with the feeling of riding a camel. I didn't mind how bumpy it was. Seeing and riding a real camel, was a big experience that I would surely boast to my friends.

When the guide lead us to a desert hill overlooking the pyramids, we were already contented. "At last, I have seen the Great Pyramids", I shouted. We stayed for few minutes, took some pictures, then started moving back to the stable.