I'm so tired and dizzy that I'm pretty sure I could sleep for days. But the Jeru Program doesn't stop for sleep deprivation. Most of the day was spent on the bus, but don't let that deceive you. The Mark bus kept it real with catch phrase, big booty, and my new personal favorite, contact. Definitely the most entertaining bus ride I've ever been on. Border control was a decently speedy process, and we even snuck a contraband picture by the Egypt sign. We are such rebels. By the time we got to our hotel in Cairo, we were pretty starved. Scarfing down food, I decided that I was thirsty enough to pay $2 for a bottle of water since you can't drink anything from the tap there. So here's me showing off my water bill. The best part came after dinner when we decided to spice up our dull hotel with the biggest dance party the Oasis Hotel has ever seen. Bell hops were taking pictures of the crazy americans, chinese hotel guests were looking at us disapprovingly, and we even got one of them to join the party. While sever dehydration was almost certainly a problem since there are no drinking fountains, we found enough energy to party it up anyway. Every day is a party with the Jeru group.