I sold my gold. And so started a voyage. Where better to start than Egypt and the time of the pharaohs.
The recent Arab Spring still scares tourists away. Sometimes I think governments, journalists create a psychosis. Don’t go there! You risk your life. But tell me, where is it really safe to go? Just recently innocent people got shot in Toulouse, France by a madman. 28 people from Belgian schools, of which 22 kids got killed in a tragic bus accident in Switzerland. 69 young people got killed on Utoya island near Oslo last summer, by a madman. And don’t think of staying home, because that is where the most fatal accidents happen.
Thus I decided we should live a good life and travel to wonderful places.
What does one do when they decide to lead the simple life? Go gaze at the riches of other people… I am not talking of the present opulence you can find in dubious places like Monte Carlo, with lots of expensive cars and eye blinding bling bling. But about history. The treasures of the pharaohs, the kings and the queens. The massive gold coffin of Tutankhamun. And a huge collection of amazing jewellery and artefacts. Were the pharaohs politically correct? I guess not. But does this mean one should be ignorant of the past, history, other cultures and decide to spend their holidays by the pool where one reserves a chair at 6 AM by putting a towel on it? No, certainly not. A voyage through history is just as wonderful as a voyage through different cultures. It gives us a different view on the world and its’ people. It shows us that your path or my path is not right or wrong. It’s the one we chose to walk. We change direction as we meet different people. How wonderful that is.
Now I am sitting in the shade of the trees on the patio, enjoying a desert breeze and the magnificent view over wheat and sugar cane fields. Sturdy distressed wooden benches with green damask cushions adorn this tranquil space. Next door to the Temple of Merenpath ( rooftop view). Walking distance to the Temple of Hatshepsut. Walking, something that is not to be done by a tourist. But what better way to soak up the environment? Taxi, taxi, 10 pounds only! La, shukran, I walk. Walk like an Egyptian. And keep on walking the wonderful voyage of life.