Egypt Chronicles-International Flying

When I set off on my Journey to Egypt I had not flown in several years. The only time I had flown outside of the USA was when I went to Morelia, Mexico. On the Mexico trip I did not have to change planes in a foreign country and this airport was fairly small, so customs was a breeze. I was nervous about flying to Egypt and have to switch planes so many times in different countries. I flew to Memphis, then to Amsterdam, and finally Cairo. The trip home was not so simple (the price you pay for cheap tickets). I flew Cairo to Athens, Athens to Paris, Paris to Detroit and then my home town. I slept a lot on the flight to Amsterdam, but it wasn't ever a deep long sleep. KLM Royal Dutch airlines has good food, to my surprise. They also had individual tv monitors in the headrests where you could watch a map with the flight progress and it would tell you all kinds of interesting things like altitude, outside air temperature, etc., you could also play music or watch movies and tv programs. I had an 8 hour layover in Amsterdam, and it was a decent airport. I browsed the souvenir shops, ate at McDonalds, watch it snow outside, and then from exhaustion from the long flight across the Atlantic Ocean, I took a nap. Now I swore that I would never sleep in an airport where I could be robbed in my sleep or miss my flight, but my body won. I found a strange configuration of plastic covered chairs near the neon sign that flashes hello in many different languages. The chairs form a circle, but there are metal arm rests in between. I pulled out my travel memory foam pillow and slept on it and my backpack for safe keeping. I curled my feet around the armrest and rested them on the next chair (all connected). I also set the alarm on my cell phone so I would not miss my flight. I did not get very long naps, I woke up every few minutes with all the noises and announcements inside an airport. After awhile there was another man napping several seat away from me (later I saw him boarding my flight to Cairo, so he had a long wait also). A while later there was an Indian couple sleeping in the last few seats, it seems everyone who passed by me wanted to join me in sleeping. The flight to Cairo seemed to last forever because I was tired, excited and nervous of the unknown adventures that awaited me. At long last I arrived in Cairo. Clearing customs was easy, but finding my taxi driver was not so easy...........