I have lived in Muslim and non Muslim lands. Good, bad and ugly in all. Different lives. But I felt safer at 1am alone in Cairo after the revolution than I did in NYC at any time in any neighborhood. The only violence I experienced in Cairo was from a Christian who was kind of paranoid. He aimed a loaded gun at me when he didn't know who was at his door. He didn't shoot, so that's good.
I accidentally left 3500qr(about $1000) and a BlackBerry in my office over the weekend and while it was cleaned by a crew (Muslim, Christian and Hindu) it was all there on Monday when I returned.
Everyone tried to help me, gene r ally and most depths had a women's line or office. Much easier and nicer offices than men had.
OTOH, disabled people were just recently accepted in public(severely) and facilities were often not accommodating, even govt offices and health care. That bothered me the most, however, I learned that enormous amounts of progress happened rapidly.
The young adult generation was the last of the racists since the good schools had locals and south Asians represented and the locals were being tutored by Indians and pakis. Once they weren't drivers and Nanny and maids, respect happened where before the best attitude was a kind of noblesse oblige. Education is amazing.
OTOH, I'd starve to death in Pakistan or die of food poisoning. Eh.