I read of Palermo markets being raw, full of slaughtered animals hanging from hooks and the like. We caught glimpses of some local markets in Cairo that looked worse and it intrigued us that we tried to go to it. We were met by some ragamuffins, asking for money that we left, jumped into a passing taxi and decided it wasn't wise to visit these places. We did have enough time to take a photo of this cemetery, one for the ordinary folk. We saw people living in it.
One very common snack on the streets of Cairo is roasted sweet potatoes. They set up their roaster in the middle of pedestrain paths and sell their wares, wrapped them in paper that seems to be somebody's homework.
We bought some because we wanted to take a picture of this roaster. One can take pictures of people without asking, just catch them unaware or buy something from them and ask for a picture. The latter is better.
This hot potato is peeking through paper that was once someone's homework, math homework to be exact.
These puffed wheat bread are sold cheaply everywhere, they came from govenment bakeries and are subsidised, so that the people wouldn't starve, at least, they have bread to eat. 'Let them eat bread'.
When we saw this, we knew there must be some significance to it. I think it signifies St George wrapped in chains when his tormentors tortured him.
These and a lot of other photographs are in my computer. I'll post some more as time goes by.
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