Everything about this stay in Sinai, Egypt, was warm.
The Berber tents under which I shared mint tea and fresh apricots, the sunny weather, the local Sheikh’s family. The Berber camp I visited twice, once on my day of arrival when I followed the Sheikh’s son when he did his rounds and second on the way down after making it to the Mount Katherine summit. The family didn’t speak any English, but recognized me and my weary expression, invited me for some tea and a break before getting back to town.
I ran into issues starting my climb up the Mount Katherine, being prohibited despite having a local guide. The Sheikh took enormous personal offence and apparently raked the local police over coals.. in the environment of the American police and racial tensions, this memory serves as an amusing contrast. And, yes, I was able to climb the following day.
A surreptitious snap while following a tour of the Stockholm City Hall, best known as the venue for the annual Nobel Banquet. The tour ended up circling back to this Gyllene Salen (“Golden Hall”) but it was far more crowded then.
My crazy friend went for a New Year’s Day polar dip.. I blissfully stayed on dry land, (and black ice) with gorgeous views of Forth Bridge, Edinburgh.
Thanks, Cee, for the inspiration!
Most people say make sure the market is open when you visit. I rather like the empty alleys on a quiet Friday. Fes, Morocco.
Santorini holds a special place in my heart. I went after a difficult point of my life.. and something about that place helped me renew my passion for life. Here, people gathered after (Orthodox) Easter Mass and were listening to the church bells toll.
One thinks of circles and sun when thinking of Santorini Greek Isle. But hard to deny its angular architecture, isn’t it?