Well hi all!
So I am not dead, unless of course I am emailing from above (or below) lolz. You will have to forgive my sense of humour today, there was a little too much beer around last night and I was just a helpless victim! Ah, travelling Australians, what is it about us and beer...
Anyway I cannot believe that it has been a week since I last wrote. Surely not! And what to tell you first, in that case....
Well right now I am in Alexandria and I have spent most of the last week in the desert or in various Oases. A LOT of time spent getting from one place to another, by death defying 4WD or mini bus.
The fascintating thing about the desert, for me, is the way that the colours change. You are staring out of the window playing eye spy and after spying sand and rock - game over. But the Sahara was glorious. Just imagine a scene where everything you see is bleached white and the rocks curl and hollow like giant, ancient bones. Like you're walking on some distant planet, hardly earthbound. Then you drive for another hour and some great force has sprinkled the white with shards of grey rock. And then more sand, mountains of sand, where it seems that no one has ever walked, or will walk, again.... and you take photos of your footprints and feel like an astronaut.... and the heat takes the moisture from your mouth and eyes and the sweat from your body until you forget that it's even hot at all....
That was very deep, wasn't it? lolz
So i have slept under the stars in the Sahara and rolled down a sand dune. Quite literally rolled. Think sand in your ears, sand in your undies, sand sand and more sand! It was such a silly thing to do but *man* it was fun. Like being a little child and getting on a whizzy dizzy, spinning madly until you can't walk straight. Lucky no one has ever accused me of being a grown up!
What else have I seen, then? Small villages made of mud, rocks that look like chickens, mind blowing sunsets, camel farms and unexpected lakes. I have swum in Cleopatra's bath (complete with green slime, bet Cleo never had that) ridden on a donkey cart and broken my solemn vow in relation to bicycles... (I once vowed never again to ride a vehicle with a seat smaller than my behind, that was post Chinese bicycles several years ago) but I got back on the proverbial horse and it was fine! Better than than watching as the donkey from our cart got walloped with a stick, I am too soft hearted to watch that.
Anyway lovelies, must go, running out of time! I am going to visit a library today, lolz! But don't worry, I am still well, still having a great trip, missing you all, though...
Much love,
D x x
So I am not dead, unless of course I am emailing from above (or below) lolz. You will have to forgive my sense of humour today, there was a little too much beer around last night and I was just a helpless victim! Ah, travelling Australians, what is it about us and beer...
Anyway I cannot believe that it has been a week since I last wrote. Surely not! And what to tell you first, in that case....
Well right now I am in Alexandria and I have spent most of the last week in the desert or in various Oases. A LOT of time spent getting from one place to another, by death defying 4WD or mini bus.
The fascintating thing about the desert, for me, is the way that the colours change. You are staring out of the window playing eye spy and after spying sand and rock - game over. But the Sahara was glorious. Just imagine a scene where everything you see is bleached white and the rocks curl and hollow like giant, ancient bones. Like you're walking on some distant planet, hardly earthbound. Then you drive for another hour and some great force has sprinkled the white with shards of grey rock. And then more sand, mountains of sand, where it seems that no one has ever walked, or will walk, again.... and you take photos of your footprints and feel like an astronaut.... and the heat takes the moisture from your mouth and eyes and the sweat from your body until you forget that it's even hot at all....
That was very deep, wasn't it? lolz
So i have slept under the stars in the Sahara and rolled down a sand dune. Quite literally rolled. Think sand in your ears, sand in your undies, sand sand and more sand! It was such a silly thing to do but *man* it was fun. Like being a little child and getting on a whizzy dizzy, spinning madly until you can't walk straight. Lucky no one has ever accused me of being a grown up!
What else have I seen, then? Small villages made of mud, rocks that look like chickens, mind blowing sunsets, camel farms and unexpected lakes. I have swum in Cleopatra's bath (complete with green slime, bet Cleo never had that) ridden on a donkey cart and broken my solemn vow in relation to bicycles... (I once vowed never again to ride a vehicle with a seat smaller than my behind, that was post Chinese bicycles several years ago) but I got back on the proverbial horse and it was fine! Better than than watching as the donkey from our cart got walloped with a stick, I am too soft hearted to watch that.
Anyway lovelies, must go, running out of time! I am going to visit a library today, lolz! But don't worry, I am still well, still having a great trip, missing you all, though...
Much love,
D x x
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Whats with the lovelies? Sounds a bit 'Jamie' cooking fame!!Great that you have survived the desert and all that it 'bequeaths'.
ReplyDeleteLove M and D