Thoughts while flying to Egypt

From Dammam to Cairo - a bird's eye view

Flat sand as far as the eye can see
Ripples in the sand - as if a side-winder has moved along the dunes
Irrigated crop circles near the western border are the first sign of civilization
Mountains rising up from the desert are black and gold, looking like volcanic remains rounded by the wind
Sun glinting off the water as we leave Saudi Arabia and cross the Red Sea to the Sinai Peninsula
Clearly spotting the Straits of Tiran, and identifying Mt. Sinai - the tallest peak
Then sculpted sands and scrub desert to the Red Sea again - a huge expanse
Looking back to the jagged coastline of the peninsula
Huge barges and tankers waiting off the coast of Egypt
Planned beach front community -- a green oasis with houses set in the shape of a flower - first sign of civilization in Egypt
Mining making craters of white in a mountain, then flat terrain filled with houses, highways and industrial parks before we touch down in Cairo.

--Barb

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