Serabit el Khadim

Trip Start Feb 08, 2010
Trip End Mar 04, 2010

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Tuesday, February 16, 2010

Our Bedouin men got the fire going and made Arabic round flat bread in its ashes which we ate with foul, the Egyptian brown beans.
Then we were off in the landcruiser to the other side of the Serabit al Khadim mountain which had overlooked us as we slept. This was was over a beautiful sandy terrain, and then we were off upwards, climbing in the heat, not so easy. Liz was being her oft saintly self, carrying George in a material sling on her back.
Atop the mountain was the ancient temple to the Goddess Hathor with actually quite well preserved relics.
Near to there were the ancient turquoise mines with Egyptian hieroglyphics over the entrances.
All fabulous to see, though how exhausting that mountain walking was. The men wanted to check out more and more of the mines so we left them to it and began our descent.
Rosina had found two little specks of turquoise, no one else of us found anything.

Mountain adventure over we returned to the Bedouin village and the men ate octupus with the family while me and my children snacked in the landcruiser and Liz was marvellous gettting her pastels and paper out for the Bedouin children to do sketches with.
That was a wonderful space and our children and the Bedouins were having fun together.

Waving bye to everyone we set off across the desert sands, stopping en route to hand out newspapers to soldiers who had long been isolated at their desert posts.
We came upon another ancient site called the Rock of Inscriptions. It was an ancient graffiti of primitive early writing and simplistic etchings of camels.

From there we found a beautiful desert location to sleep at for the night.
This time we were able to make our own little spaces separate from all others, so that no-one else could keep any other awake in the night. I had a lovely sandy space just for me and my children which was great, such a lovely setting.
Though Ian was a long way away still people could hear his snoring.
Suleiman and Oneness went off to a village somewhere where they managed to charge up my flat camera battery. They had left us in such an obscure place, to keep our desert sleeping secret from any passing nomads, that they struggled later to find us again. Luckily they did!
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