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Chilling out in Egypt’s White Desert

A few years ago I travelled solo to Egypt where I would meet up with other travellers for the usual gammit of Egyptian experiences; a float down the Nile, a camp in the desert, and a wander in ancient tombs. This is the continuation of my adventure. Kris

After leaving Cairo and the hustle behind, I travelled with my group of six into a new found chilledness. The Jeep transporting us with every kilometre in to a stress free, blissful desert space. An open ocean of sand that quickly clears your mind completely.

After much sighing and gazing across the vastness heading West, the Black Desert turned to White. A fairy like fantasy beyond my expectations and imaginings. White on white limestone and sand; a meringue and honeycomb space akin to a giant pavlova. As we set up camp the sky turned pink and the silence of the space turned to night.

I helped prepare the Bedouin meal under the cloak of stars – the almost full moon illuminating my mind. Such peacefulness I haven’t felt for ages. Surreal and beautiful – we sat in the freezing night around the heat of the fire and imagined staying for a long time.

Lying out with only my sleeping bag to separate me from the earth was a gorgeous way to welcome the desert with wide open arms. I can’t begin to explain how much I love this environment. Waking at 5am to soft light I witnessed the glowing sun slowly illuminate the day, the perfect time to appreciate the drastic beauty of the luna like landscape. The ideal environment for my thoughts – clean and stark – fresh space always the ultimate remedy.

We passed through old towns born of the earth; rising out of the ground like muddish mountains. We spent a night post hot spring at a Bedouin camp around another fire; listening to Egyptian drum, flute and harp accompanied by ancient songs- lulling me to dream vividly. The moon was at my back – the sunset a pink ribbon against the green field, the green field a foreground to the endless sand.

Today I woke to the prayer call and spent an hour walking through the fields as the morning light spread smiles from the village people into my walking world. I feel incredibly blessed and super aware. And this journey is only days old and I have far to go. After a sand dune slide in the morning and a swim in a local mineral well we are stopped at a local oasis town now. Soon we will be jumping on our camels to ride  to our next outdoor camp site…

Kris

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