In light of the recent goings on in Egypt, I can't help but think of my time there... almost a year ago to date. One of my favorite things in Egypt (besides the incredibly cheap humus and seeing one of the world's greatest people, Tiff W., oh, and the pyramids and mummies and stuff were cool too) was climbing Mt.Sinai. Don't get me wrong, hiking in the middle of the night in the freezing desert isn't my typical idea of a good time, but knowing that I could watch sunrise from the top of Mt.Sinai was a pretty strong motivator.
So, to our chagrin, we made the 4.5 hour hike through the night led by a guy in a robe and sandals. By the time we reached the top, I was in shock; equally baffled by the amount of sweat one could accumulate in the freezing cold in the middle of the night and also how the drunk archeologist made it to the top with us? It's impressive to do the hike, but shocking that he made the entire trek inebriated.
The stars were incredible on our way up.
The most amazing light coming down in the morning.