Day 8

streets of Khali el Khalili markets

Being in Egypt is one crazy experience as every time you enter into a car, it feels like you're gripping for your life on a roller coaster ride. The streets have no lines, parking space is made, traffic lights are rare, crosswalks are on the road and basically  green means go and red means go but be careful. Also being here in Ramadan (40 day Muslim fasting period from 3 am to 6:45 pm no water no food) is even better when you have to take a sip of water or a snack privately because in public it is offensive.
The city comes alive when the hustle and bustle of the city overwhelms you

as your heart desires for the silence and peace experienced in the desert.

Staying in a bedouin tent in the midst of the desert is probably one of the most underrated experiences as food is eaten together while sitting down and sleeping is on floormats. Bedouins portrayed in the media are kidnappers, but they are actually very welcoming as they offered us tea and coffee (homemade) and cooked an amazing breakfast with eggs, cheese, tomatoes, eggplant, hummus and fruits. 

More importantly in the desert there's just endless silence.

There in the desert I could finally cancel out all unwanted noise and listen to the voice within

sunrise in the desert

I felt almost like nothing- a speck of dust in the desert 

where change has occurred as a gradual and slow process.

I closed my eyes to escape into the night as these words  become illuminated...

“Everybody thinks of changing the world,

but no one thinks of changing themselves.” (Leo Tolstoy)