The very idea of visiting Egypt meant weighing what one thought about individual safety while in the country. Since the killing of 58 foreigners in 1997 at Hatshepsut Temple in the Valley of Kings at Luxor, the Egyptian tourism industry has been challenged. It’s cause was not helped when the 2011 revolution that eventually lead to the removal of Hosni Mubarak as president resulted in hundreds of Egyptian deaths. Given the critical role tourism plays in generating revenues the government takes security very seriously. There are police everywhere and for every one you see in uniform, there are others in plainclothes nearby. Formal and informal checkpoints are numerous and every building of consequence, including the hotels we are using, has restricted access and metal detectors. The tour company must file a detailed schedule with the tourism police and adhere to it.
This oversight was brought front and centre when a plainclothes officer came onto our small bus for the ride to Alexandria. Then when we were running late to visit the library a police car with full lights flashing and siren wailing took up escort duty. The officer hovered nearby every time we alighted from the bus and never seemed to lose his focus. He rode with us back to Cairo and only left the group when we were delivered to the hotel at the end of the day. This attentiveness, however, seems to end when the group disperses. Individuals or couples are left to their own safety management which as in most places starts with using common sense on where and when to go.
Having said all that and despite the very visible safeguards that exist for “us”, there isn’t a feeling of fear or uncertainty. The locals are extremely friendly and inevitably say ‘Canada Dry’ when they learn where we hail from. We’ve wandered at night without escorts and never felt threatened. In the end, we’re all safe and sound.
it will be interesting to see how/if things change in the south where the population is much smaller and the tourist sites are in non urban areas.












Back on the bus to a papyrus making gallery. Very interesting and another history lesson to boot. Our long (3.5 hr) drive north to Alexandria included a stop at a Coptic Christian monestery where one of the monks took us through its 1600 year history. Finally into Alexandria on the Mediterranean. Much cleaner than Cairo, brightly lit shopping areas and still the crazy drivers. Dinner on the street wrapped up another full day.

