Chasing Light Through Cairo's Dusty Alleys

i was wandering through the back alleys of cairo with my camera slung over my shoulder, the sun hanging low enough to paint the sand a soft gold. i swear the call to prayer sounded like a distant drumbeat, urging me to keep moving.

i grabbed my *extra batteries and a lens cloth before heading out, because nothing ruins a shot like a speck of dust on the glass. the felucca rides along the nile offer a moving tripod if you're brave enough to lean over the edge.
i just checked and it's a lazy twenty-two degrees outside, with the air feeling crisp thanks to that low thirty-two percent humidity, and i swear i could almost hear the dust sighing.
if you ever feel like swapping desert for something greener, the oasis towns of fayoum are just a short hop away.
someone told me that the best falafel stall hides behind a shuttered cinema near khan el-khalili*, though i heard that the owner's cousin swears by the secret spice mix.
check out these tips: TripAdvisor Cairo, Yelp Cairo, Local Board.

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