We have been working on the flat; couches recovered, painting furniture, and rearranging. Two 3 day weekends to the Red Sea. Steve is still gigging at the Amsterdam bar on Tuesdays. Making other music connections as well.

Peach is still adjusting. Since the first dog attack, Peach has been attacked by a cat in a glassware's shop. Just visualize, the dog on a leash, the cat jumping on Peach and the shop owner hooting and hollering.

Arabic classes crawl by painfully. The community is coming into focus. Butchers and flowers are recognizable now.

View of the stage.


I play every Tuesday from 8:00-12:30am.
Stop by, it's on Road 9b off the midaan.

Mustafa is standing in for me.

Crowds are ok, atmosphere is great, PA terrible.

 
Mr. Foxx.

These 2 guys (Mustafa above and Mr. Foxx pictured here)
provide my Brad and Lonnie fix over here. 

They are quite a site, and something else to talk to.

The view from the stage.

 

A couch zone, there are 5 of these in the bar, plus other table seating.
As you can see I have the crowd whipped up into a frenzy.

 

The darts room.

The stage is as wide as a football field is long, if not more.
They set it all up in the desert directly in front of the Giza Pyramids and run the Opera for 4 days.

The cast is over 500.

Snorkeling for the first time. 
The Red Sea is supposed to be one of the best places to go for Snorkeling.
Steve is hooked and has purchased the appropriate gear and has gone a few times since.

Its like swimming in a big fish tank.

This is not in my wallet.

A complex device that allows her to see outside. I spent weeks working on this one.

Police escort from Egypt into Asia and just past the Israel turn off. 

 

Israel on the left, Jordan on the right. 
About 5k away.

This is an old fort/canal regulation area where they would collect taxation from ships etc.

4 wheel drive into the Colored Cannon.
The side of my head still hurts.

Picture 6 kids in the back seat yelling and screaming "faster, faster" as they are bouncing all around in the car. 

Meanwhile I'm trying to tell the driver to slow down. Then the kids yell louder..... uggh.

I am still sore in spots.

 

The Colored Cannon.

A flood wash out zone. Rocks vertically 100 feet on each side. We had to crawl under and over rocks through very narrow passage ways.

 
Fort of Refuge

Egypt would hide and provide refuge to refugees on their travels in. 
Used over 100's and 1000s of years.
Behind these rocks are huge safety bunkers and temple.

Graves from a long, long time ago.

 

A Bedouin home, on the edge of a rock/mountain.

Direction rock.
Inscriptions left over thousands of years directing travelers to and from Egypt, Israel, Arabia Etc.

 


A desert Oasis. 

This is on the path where Moses took the slaves of Egypt back to Jerusalem. He brought them past direction rock and then through.

 



Lost in the desert?

Its hard for me to imagine all of the people that have walked through this area seeking refuge.

I cannot imagine how they survived. Its dry as a bone and hotter than hot.

peace!