Most of us have a healthy sense of self-preservation. When things are bad for us, we think about avoiding them. When we are hungry, we eat. ...

Hypnotized by the lights and escalating murmurs of the crowd, I gazed up at the six levels of mall towering above me. I was sitting in the b...

I admit it. Cairo is hot. And I don't mean sexy. I expected Cairo to be hot. Not exactly a surprise. The humidity surprised me though. I...

Wonder what Dr. Hawass makes of this artifact?* * Artifact photo provided by author Peter Moore, who unearthed and photographed it (no fla...

When Peter Moore rode his Vespa around Italy for his book "Vroom with a View," he was obsessed with the Kinder Surprise, a choc...

I like how the glass windows and furniture are gone from this shop, but the mannequins were left behind.

A balmy breeze blows across my hotel room balcony. It isn't a windy night in Cairo, but my room overlooks the Nile with its eternal care...

"I brought over five suitcases," said one of my dinner companions last night. I avoided mentioning my luggage--one soft bag with w...

The haze of Cairo doesn't weigh on the Nile. The Nile is somehow exempt, a breezy spot among the dense concrete and dust of the city. Th...

"You just dry cleaned the towels," said Craig over a Cafe Americano at Coffee Bean this morning. Okay, I admit it. I did something...