Resurrection

Romancing the Stone.

It time for a spiritual adventure. Its been 5 years since I last circumabulated the House of God. God has called me to his House the locus of all motion.

Hold on tightly.

Its time to whorl for a few days. Here.

 Please note God does not a look like Micheal Douglas.

Into Egypt

Time to cross the Red sea.




A drawbridge is laid and the wet hull of the Naima line make touch with fellow metal.

 Safaga...the wind waves a hello to the jalabas of the Pilgrims...

 

The Luxory of Time I have

My trip to Luxor is with a guide name Ahmed Mustpha, a friend named Ahmed Khalid back home articulated "You will need at least five days in Luxor alone"

I am alone but a few hours is the all luxury of time I have.

It's not tourist season here in Egypt and artificial tensions (and expectations the African cup of nations starts in about a week) swirl like dust devils.

I am in Safaga a coastal city on the Red Sea, my trip from Yanbu in Saudi Arabia was a sweet journey. Unseen Spanish dancers flamenco beneath my feet and the hull