Taxis and Walking the City of the Dead
We have travelled to the area in the south known as Upper Egypt - which seems to confuse everyone. It was such a brilliant trip, and each day was so big and so monumental in what I saw and did that the task of writing it was daunting. Unusually I had very little access to email. Many of the hotels we stayed in had only a button to push to dial out on the phone and that made it impossible to rig the phone cord to connect my computer.
Then we arrived home to find that in the process of house painting we had lost our internet conection - and because we have a networked pair of computers and the monitor on one had fried itself the day or so before we left it was almost impossible to work out what was wrong.
So - we now have a new monitor, but life is still hectic. Tomorrow we leave for Libya for a week, part setting up the quilt show and part holiday.
I went for another walk in the City of the Dead and the Dyers' Khan yesterday with good friends, and took a stack of photos with a new and better camera!
So - this is a visually rich, text poor blog - but remember it is my first time organising images without the assistance of my lovely blog fairy!
Spinners in the City of the Dead
i just had another worrying taxi driver - and this time I thought I might end up dead. For some reason he had it fixed in his mind that I was Israeli, and kept asking if I was from Haifa. He drove faster and faster, and more and more crazily, until he hit someone and I managed to get out. I do not understand my bad luck with cabs - I have more trouble with them than anyone else in the embassy.