Thursday, September 16, 2010

Back in the saddle (sort of) Part 3

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I woke everyone up with the guitar and this one Egyptian melody I was trying to learn.

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Cheesebum had taken Sety and Satis to the market, so the only ones left at base camp were AJ and me.  “Where do you want to go next?” I asked him.  He wanted to return to the Sphinx and this time, go inside.  So I said, okay, we’ll go. 

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So when we got to the Sphinx we went inside.  I turned around because AJ was with me. 

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Unfortunately, I was in a dive pool when he found me again, and again I sent him back to base camp.  He is much too young to do what I do.  Yet he insists on following me, lol.  What have I done to this kid?

Monday, September 13, 2010

Back in the saddle (sort of) Part 2

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A challenge in Al-Simhara required me to go inside a copper quarry and fetch something.  So I had to report to Madbouli and receive my ‘marching orders’ so to speak. 

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I spent most of the evening hunting for turquoise stones.  I’m an old pro at this stuff. 

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After I returned, Andy and I took seats at this old stone table in the Tomb of Discovery.  I wondered what life would have been like had we been a pharaoh and his consort.

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At the end of a trying day, Andy and I fell fast asleep in the same tent.

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The next morning, AJ beat all of us in waking up.  He ate himself a jam sandwich and was off to the races again. 

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The next thing I knew, he was chasing Amelie around base camp and had wandered inside the Tomb of Discovery. 

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Andy found this little fishing hole in the middle of the desert.  Satis turned on the video camera and thus caught one of the embarrassing moments I’ve had since I started traveling.  Click on the last pic to see it! 

Needless to say this is why I didn’t follow my family into music. 

Back in the saddle (well, sort of)

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I was reminded once again of why I love this stuff. 

When I last wrote on these pages I was a single woman.  Now I’m married with three kids. 

My growing family and I took a trip to Egypt recently.  I dragged my now-husband, Andy; my two adopted teenagers, Imsety and Satis, and my biological son, AJ, to the pyramids of Al-Simhara.  I’d settle here permanently … if I didn’t have my whole family in Sunset Valley. 

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The minute he got there, Sety chatted up Amelie Tisseur, a French explorer.  I wonder about him though.  He seems to have inherited his bio dad’s… um, gregariousness, for lack of a better term. 

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Then I leaned over and I overheard him talking about me.  His Simlish isn’t great, still, but I have to admit it’s vastly improved.  Apparently he was telling Amelie the story of how I found him and Satis.  “Blond lady ride on Kenspa,” I heard him say.  Apparently Sety will tell the tale to anyone who will listen.  I’m not sure how I feel about that. 

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AJ, the lil man, wanted to see the Sphinx so I took him there.  I also taught him the mummy song I’d learnt from Satis way back when.  I actually think he’ll be an adventurer as well.  I’m not sure I’m happy about that, either. 

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I’m ridiculously out of shape (that’s what having a baby will do) so I found myself chasing Andy through the desert.   First on Kenspas and then on foot.  Andy had an opportunity to go into one of the pyramids and I didn’t want him to go in unprepared.  He doesn’t do this stuff for a living, I do. 

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Andy checked out the door while I watched.  Sety came by a few moments later, then I sent him and AJ back to base camp while Andy and I checked the place out. 

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Andy wanted to learn the mummy song, and plus his opportunity only required him to go inside the tomb, so this was where we stopped.

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And while we had the tomb all to ourselves… well, they say a picture is worth a thousand words so I’ll shut up now.

 

More later, Savannah