Four Days, Not Forty Years


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Our trip to the Sinai Wilderness was a pleasant break from 'round-the-clock work and study. The sea was beautiful, as was the desert, but I have no doubt whatsoever that when Moses led the Israelites into these parts, manna was not a luxury. Here's a typical shot of a landscape that goes on for hundreds of miles.



Speaking of Moses and his rod. . .



. . . only this time the sea stayed put. As you can see in the shots above and below, the other side of the gulf is quite a distance away. Moses' crossing point was probably a bit to the north where the gulf narrows.



The food along the way was excellent, including a stop for frekh and kufta here in a resettlement village. (By the way, as I think I mentioned in an earlier post, all these pictures will expand to a larger size if you click on them. Then just click the "Back" button to return to this screen).



This is Bedouin country, and we encountered quite a few, although I didn't feel it was appropriate to take their pictures. There's a bit of unrest from time to time, but the Egyptian version of the "Mounties" keep it pretty much in check.



The countryside was hot and dry, but the traveler occasionally stumbles upon an oasis where one can take advantage of the shade and the breeze.



The silence and serenity of both the desert and the seaside were a welcome departure from Cairo's unceasing hustle and bustle. I'm thinking the Sinai Bedouin would be excellent folks with whom to develop cross-cultural encounters . . . !


1 Responses to “Four Days, Not Forty Years”

  1. Anonymous Anonymous 

    Those are some great shots. Thanks for the view into your life.

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