Otherwise entitled: Run… and you’ll STILL miss the plane.
Well, ladies and gents, it’s official: travel crisis number one has occurred, and I have officially, for the first time ever, missed a plane. It’s a rather long story, but suffice it to say that I (thankfully) made it to Cairo to meet up with my tour on time. Not an experience I would care to repeat. Many thanks to my poor father who I dragged out of bed with my hapless sobbing to help me out.