"...as my eyes grew accustomed to the light, details of the room within emerged slowly from the mist, strange animals, statues, and gold - everywhere the glint of gold." ~ Howard Carter
tellin' it now on the side of relative safety is reassurin' but puttin' off such hindsight an' imagining the risk you were in then, I'd say yer fascinatin' story reminds me of all the the long-ago ancient tales of thieves, danger, an' dastardly intrigue set in a mystical an' magical land--where carpets fly--as do daggers! (lookin' forward to hearin' more!)
It makes a great tale now but as you say, it was very scary at the time. And you're right about the daggers. All those men have long daggers hidden in their jellabiyas.
Fascinating! I can picture these two guys pitching the contract to you and then see their faces when you handed your contract to them, then watching them ride into the night on a motorcycle to contemplate the next move. The distain for women is astounding to me. Glad your proficient in martial arts. Please keep these stories coming.
A most adventurous spirit. I wonder what makes us want to travel to certain places. I have read that we are aligned with certain places via our birth, astrology, and I also wonder if our very cells might remember or long for their historical roots. Re the extortion you avoided in Egypt, it is certainly done here too, though more covertly and systematically. 2 men on a motorcycle with bags of money, going to a mysterious destination, that is quite an image.
And yes, people are cheated everywhere. Luxor is a bit unique in its history and the fact that it's such a small place and virtually everyone is involved in some way, so if your eyes are opened it's really fascinating to observe.
I explain some of that in the introduction, why I went back to Luxor. I will go into it more. I had a very important conversation with my dad in Luxor as a child. It made me question my faith. Going back and an adult was a reawakening for me.
It is an interesting question though, why we are drawn to some places more than others. I love everywhere, but certain places definitely draw me. Istanbul, Sucre, Bolivia, England. Lake Bled in Slovenia is probably the most like that for me.
Just listened ta author Yasmine Mohammad--"The Forgotten Feminist" (her book)--GREAT interview that'll surely resonate with ya--she escaped an' abusive husband (in Canada no less!) an' left her faith after years of bein' treated horribly... she covers a lotta ground--backs up a lotta stuff you've been' sayin' an' then some (addin' a lotta eye-openin' personal 'sperience)
So glad you have decided to share your stories of living in Egypt with us. Thanks! Looking forward to the rest 😁
It took some time but I'm finally getting around to it.
tellin' it now on the side of relative safety is reassurin' but puttin' off such hindsight an' imagining the risk you were in then, I'd say yer fascinatin' story reminds me of all the the long-ago ancient tales of thieves, danger, an' dastardly intrigue set in a mystical an' magical land--where carpets fly--as do daggers! (lookin' forward to hearin' more!)
It makes a great tale now but as you say, it was very scary at the time. And you're right about the daggers. All those men have long daggers hidden in their jellabiyas.
wow! (so the tales were indeed true!--an' remain so!)
Fascinating! I can picture these two guys pitching the contract to you and then see their faces when you handed your contract to them, then watching them ride into the night on a motorcycle to contemplate the next move. The distain for women is astounding to me. Glad your proficient in martial arts. Please keep these stories coming.
Thanks! Seeing their faces was a golden moment, I can tell you!
I have to ask, if you had to defend yourself there could you get into trouble?
Yes, I would most certainly. However, you will see as the story unfolds how I protected myself against that.
A most adventurous spirit. I wonder what makes us want to travel to certain places. I have read that we are aligned with certain places via our birth, astrology, and I also wonder if our very cells might remember or long for their historical roots. Re the extortion you avoided in Egypt, it is certainly done here too, though more covertly and systematically. 2 men on a motorcycle with bags of money, going to a mysterious destination, that is quite an image.
And yes, people are cheated everywhere. Luxor is a bit unique in its history and the fact that it's such a small place and virtually everyone is involved in some way, so if your eyes are opened it's really fascinating to observe.
I explain some of that in the introduction, why I went back to Luxor. I will go into it more. I had a very important conversation with my dad in Luxor as a child. It made me question my faith. Going back and an adult was a reawakening for me.
It is an interesting question though, why we are drawn to some places more than others. I love everywhere, but certain places definitely draw me. Istanbul, Sucre, Bolivia, England. Lake Bled in Slovenia is probably the most like that for me.
Just listened ta author Yasmine Mohammad--"The Forgotten Feminist" (her book)--GREAT interview that'll surely resonate with ya--she escaped an' abusive husband (in Canada no less!) an' left her faith after years of bein' treated horribly... she covers a lotta ground--backs up a lotta stuff you've been' sayin' an' then some (addin' a lotta eye-openin' personal 'sperience)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KYrBbg7uBJE