Walk Like an Egyptian
September 23, 2016 in Africa, Egypt, Travelogue
“You like Egyptian!!” Is yelled at me at least five times a day, by jolly shop keepers and tea shop owners as I wander by. They point at my head […]
September 23, 2016 in Africa, Egypt, Travelogue
“You like Egyptian!!” Is yelled at me at least five times a day, by jolly shop keepers and tea shop owners as I wander by. They point at my head […]
September 18, 2016 in TearAway, Travelogue
With an engine finally ready to go, and a place secured for TearAway to get hauled out, we set off for Kingston.
September 18, 2016 in blog, Egypt, Travelogue
The sun really is the god of Egypt It isn’t hard to imagine why Ra reigned supreme in Egyptian mythology. The sun controls everything here, not just the rhythm of […]
September 16, 2016 in TearAway, Travelogue
After weeks of waiting and seemingly endless frustrations as one thing after another hindered our progress, we’ve finally had a couple days of good stuff. Yesterday, I spent many hours […]
September 13, 2016 in blog, TearAway
Determining whether the leak is an integral engine failure or something we can deal with temporarily to get the boat to a mechanic.
September 13, 2016 in Africa, Egypt, Travelogue
Cairo does not exist inside the fantastic Egyptian Museum… …lined, shoulder to shoulder, two floors and endless rooms full of sarcophagi, canopic jars, pottery, deities, carvings of every sort, all […]
September 11, 2016 in Europe, Italy
There are no souls in the ossuary chapels, only bones. Bones of old men and of children. Bones of the pious and the damned. Bones of criminals, heads lopped off […]
September 10, 2016 in TearAway, Travelogue
The good news is: The exhaust is connected!
The bad news is: There’s a leak.
September 10, 2016 in blog, Italy
It’s the colours that make this lake spectacular. The kaleidoscope that paints the mountains as the sun turns through the sky, dropping individual crystals of the glowing mosaic into place, […]
September 6, 2016 in Italy
The Sea… The sea, snaking silently between the stone walls, lapping at the mossy stone steps where ghostly feet of doges and bishops past still walk their nightly vigil, is […]