The very first time I came to Egypt was in December 1996. My husband hired a driver and we went touring different tourist attractions in Egypt, including Muhammad Ali Citadel, Al Azhar Mosque & University, Khan Al-Khalili Bazaar, The Egyptian Museum and of course the Giza Pyramids. There, at the Pyramids, it was the first time I ever rode in a carriage driven by two horses.
I was busy looking around and soaking in the atmosphere around the pyramids when suddenly I heard the sounds ‘plop! plop! plop! Looking in front of me, I realized that the sound came from the horse’s excrement dropping on the granite paths. It was neither round or oval, nor hard. It was actually one big mess, splattering on the road, one by one. (Sorry! for this gory description). One of the horses actually excreted as it was treading on the paths. My husband couldn’t stop laughing and I couldn’t remember whether I was dumbfounded due to shock or due to the humor of the situation. That really got my attention and I started looking around at other horses, and true enough, I saw a few other horses doing the same thing.
When I got off the carriage, I became super overly alert walking on the road just to make sure that I don’t step on those nasty things.
Ironically, today, my daughter and I went to Central Park in New York for a tour. We saw a row of tour horses and carriages along 5th Avenue (I think). As I marvel the beauty of these animals and the aesthetically decorated carriages, something caught my eyes. I noticed some kind of container fixed right behind and under the horse’s tail. It was then that I realized it’s function. Can you?
No more plop! plop! plop! No wonder the roads are so clean………..Egypt should learn from America.