It reminded me of some of the massages and the Turkish bath that I’ve willingly shelled out big bucks to experience. This was, however, free and to my way of thinking, had a much bigger potential health payoff: it just might just keep some nut from boarding my flight and blowing it out of the sky.Gently her hands circled my breasts before moving down my rib cage, then up my back and front in a seemingly unbroken motion of discovery. She’d averted her eyes as we stood face-to-face barely inches apart, her concentration focused on what she was – or wasn’t – feeling. Her palms down my arms, around my wrists; up the leg – all the way – and down the other. Front and back, round and round.
|View from the plane as we depart Cairo, Egypt|
|Still so new it looks almost empty - Terminal 2 Cairo Airport|
|Plenty of eateries from which to choose - one day anyway|
That first security checkpoint was footsteps inside the front doors. Bags, coats, and shoes went into bins and through an enormous scanner (we find it curious that after the ‘Shoe Bomber’ incident a few years back we often are NOT required to remove shoes when going through airport screening on that side of the Atlantic). Here shoes were off then humans walked through a scanner, then were hand searched as I described above.
|New shop being readied in Terminal 2 Cairo Airport|
|Business Class lounge - Cairo Airport|
|New terminal 2 at Cairo Airport|
|Waiting area Terminal 2 Cairo Airport|
We’d been home only a few days when the Seattle Times newspaper ran an Associated Press story, about the crash of the EgyptAir flight last spring.
It was headlined, Explosives found on crash victims of EgyptAir flight
'CAIRO – Traces of explosive have been found on some victims of an EgyptAir flight from Paris that crashed in the Mediterranean Sea in May, Egypt’s government said Thursday, a find that could deal another major blow the country’s tourism sector.'
|A final smoggy view of Cairo from departing flight|
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