Re: GR reports in from Egypt
This came in just before noon my pacific time. I have been busy with other things and just getting to post here. Mellie
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3 star hotel in Aswan, and not a working internet connection to be had.
Here I am at an internet cafe along the Nile, literally 50 feet away, typing madly in a heady and maddening, exhilarating setting of dirty, dusty streets with the sights and sounds of Casablanca everywhere. Horns honking, people crowding the streets flowing out into traffic, and never an accident to be seen; costumes being men in turbans and long flowing shirts down to their ankles, and women ranging from black with only eye slits to Coptic Christian casual western wear, yet nearly no skin exposed as it would "incite" the men.
The disease will slice through this place, as it did before, with no prep, no understanding, no plan, no conscious knowledge, "inshalla" being uttered and "Alla U Akbar" being sung out, live, five times a day, from Mosques in every direction. The place will not stop. The devil do as he will, nothing will stop or pause. ; Death will just be accepted and the bodies carted to a cemetary a la 1665 and 1918. Not a soul here knows info about what you're posting in FT.
As I see it, I'm riding the crest of the viral wave, ahead of it, watching it lap at the back of my suitcase, as I skate forward, marking the few days before I return.
Here in Aswan, Upper Egypt, the home of the Russian/Egyptian built Aswan Dam, there are birds everywhere, and chickens running free on farms, but not in the city of 100,000, Aswan. Behind the dam is the largest manmade lake in the world. The weather is perfect, high 60's at night and high 80's during the day. The air is soft, coming directly from the desert, here no rain for the past 6 years, dependent solely on the Nile for water, which is plentiful at this last refuge for humans before the desert begins, in every direction. I still can't get over the ferral animals nearly everywhere, and especially at night. At the hotel, the Basma, which IMO is the best in the area, especially the suites with their sundecks overlooking the entire valley, facing north, at night, the silence and darkness descends but the life of the ferral dogs comes to fruition and fullness as they stalk the restaurant and pool grounds in search of food.
As I've said, when the illness comes, it will be without a single effort to block its transmission. In the US, we are girding for an encounter; here, they are living life fully, without regard to anything but the moment.
Sorry, no pics to upload..too computer ignorant to share yet. When I return, more.
Thx for posting to the newsgroup. I'm appreciative of the opportunity to share.
Regards,
Gaudia Ray