Rocks, Blocks and Sand
Trip Start Sep 15, 2010
29Trip End Jul 23, 2011
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And then I got hit in the back of the neck with a rock. Before I knew it, I was on the same emotional roller coaster that I was after the tram incident in Turkey and being yelled at in East Jerusalem. As my Dad wrote in an email later, now I face one of life's greatest challenges: how not to become jaded. Great.
Well, if there is one thing that might put life in perspective, it is the Giza Pyramids
After the pyramids and all the other historical sites I've seen in the past few months, I was perfectly content to do nothing for the following few days. Hence, a desert safari sounded ideal.
After a five hour bus ride to the Bawiti Oasis, I joined a small group of backpackers and three guides. We loaded up two 4x4s and set off to explore the Black and White Deserts. After a BBQ dinner, our guides gathered around the campfire and started an impromptu singing and drumming session with a Tupperware lid and 50 gallon water jug. Later, we slept under thick camel hair blankets with a sky full of stars above us. It was nothing short of magical.
Once back in Cairo, I met Abdullah, a friend of a friend on my final day. Aside from the receptionists at my hostel and the bakery owner downstairs, he was the first local I was able to talk in depth with re: politics, corruption and tourism. The fancy restaurant we visited was nothing like the backstreets I explored during my first few days in Cairo ... yet it was Abdullah's honesty and warmth that helped restore my faith in the Egyptian people.