Instead of seeing the Great Pyramids with a horde of other travelers and locals selling camel rides, another backpacker and I decided to see the pyramids from a different point of view. I think we left the hostel shortly after 4 in the morning, getting a cab ride down to someone who could get us a couple of horses. We rode in pitch black darkness across the desert, with locals racing each other, and sprinting past us at very unsafe speeds. We waited inside a Bedouin tent, drinking hot tea and shivering in the cold desert night, waiting for the sunrise. Of course, it was completely covered in fog, but having the experience to see the Great Pyramids, almost completely to ourselves, except the few crazy locals still racing around on their horses, is what makes traveling so great.