There was no internet back then. I had flown to Cairo from Athens, where I spent two days going from one travel agency to another, searching for the cheapest flight to Africa. The most affordable option was with EgyptAir, but the agent warned me against it, saying the airline was unreliable and dangerous—their planes were bad, the staff strange and hostile, and sandstorms in Cairo often forced long, foodless waits at the airport.
Janin
Klemenčič (to be continued)
