So, my stomach is still doing very good. And since I have an 8+ hour busride tomorrow to St. Katherine’s Monastery, I decided to play it safe and eat something I knew would be okay, instead of a shewarma that turned out to be sketchy…
So I sucked it up, and went into the Hardees at Tahrir Midan Square. But, until right before I left, I was the only “tourist” in there, so I felt okay about eating there…with the locals.