FWC are back in Egypt, and even no wifi and poor mobile reception can’t stop news reaching the blog!
Read MoreFWC are back in Egypt, and even no wifi and poor mobile reception can’t stop news reaching the blog!
Read MoreDay One. Because of no sleep this was a non-day of pseudo jet lag.
Read MoreDay 2. Driving all the way to Siwa. After extensive breakfast on the basis that we must make sure not to miss another one, load up and hit the road.
Read More05.48 Alarm goes off. Sun still below the horizon. It is impossible to catch the colours of this dawn on a camera – the understated soft lilacs and blushing pinks are turned into overblown oranges.
Read MoreUsual start, crack of dawn, blah, interval sprints, stretch in glorious setting blah blah, breakfast (most delicious bread cheese balls on the planet) blah blah blah.
Read MoreWas going to skip the morning routine writeup but as we were waiting for breakfast they let the horses out of the nearby stables to run around their paddock. Brown and white Arabian horses galloped and frisked in front of us as we ruefully remembered our pathetic attempts at (well I did – perhaps the others were making more favourable comparisons with their inner stallions).
Read MoreThis was a day of so much magic that I am not going to give it a number or a date.
Woke at dawn, all quiet, sun just about to bounce above the horizon, and take myself to the top of the highest dune in sight of camp. Salute the sun with the world at my feet
Read MoreA magic wind was blowing all night, turning us slowly into sand beings. Got up in the middle of the night to check those sleeping outside, but couldn’t tell who was who – they all had their heads inside their sleeping bags. Some crawled into tents.
Read MoreHit the road back to Cairo Airport. All interest now at an end, apart from lunch booking at a restaurant that serves the best chicken in Cairo. We didn’t get to say goodbye to drivers F and M as they disappeared last night, so we will have to come back next year.
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