in Cairo, and with a bit of internet

In a traffic jam in a taxi, and just as my driver said, the internet is now spotty but working a bit.

Up here on the bridge are all of the *pro*-Mubarak people honking and waving flags from their cars, except that some Muslim Brotherhood members had anti-Mubarak signs along the road as well.

We drove straight by the Presidential Palace as always happens coming from the airport, and there was plenty of military equipment there. The tanks are facing away from the city and towards the airport– what could that mean?

General mood is tense and worried, but no “chaos” to be seen other than this larger than usual traffic jam.

The media is right about one thing, though, if my taxi driver is representative: the people love the army and detest the police. A few minutes ago my driver was laughing and mocking the police for running away and hiding at home while the army is out on the street.

These army guys do look ultra-professional on the street: shiny equipment, and a serious but not oppressive attitude.

My driver says Tahrir Square is still packed.

We’re getting close to Zamalek now, so I need to end this taxi dispatch here.