And so started a voyage

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.

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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.

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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.

Claire

About Claire

As an eternal traveler and restless soul, I am always searching for ways to design my life. I have lived and worked in 7 different countries, and traveled to many more. Discovering new places, new people is what I love. My favourite thing is checking out local supermarkets for food products, have a taste of the local cuisine, and look at the arts & crafts shops. Of course a bit of sightseeing (historical, cultural, pure design, artistic,...) is a must too. Inspired to work with semi-precious metals, wood and other recycled materials, I have turned my creative energies towards craft based design, setting up a home and workshop in the countryside. Appropriately, My name means Hope. "Hope is the dream of a soul awake" is the personal statement. With Eternal Traveler - Design your life! I aspire to create a creative environment for functional art and life design. And with this reach out to like minded people.
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2 Responses to And so started a voyage

  1. Susievintage says:

    So pleased to hear that you are having a marvellous time, Claire – your description of your voyages and adventures will keep me going as I wait for my own holiday in May. It all looks lovely – I fancy a sit-down in a cool breeze looking at lovely fields…

  2. Claire Claire says:

    Thanks Susan. Is that the biking trip you have planned?

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