I’ve thought a lot about Travel, learned much, and have much yet to learn. I was in Old Cairo, about to climb the steps to the Church of...

I went to Egypt to see the Nile, and those it sustains. But along the way I met Nubians, not just a people found in history books, but...

Like most of my generation, I was a child when I first learned of the pyramids.  A single photo in an elementary school text book.  Black...

I’d been told about Al-Mu izz Street.  That it’s an open-air museum of Islamic monuments and culture.  The Valley of the Kings is also...

The Le Caire is not a hotel as such. Certainly not on the order of a Hilton or Ritz-Carlton. Some might call it a hostel, though not in...

I’ve had many conversations with Egyptians about the war in Gaza.  To a person, they don’t hesitate to call it genocide. Arabs with a...

The Egyptian Museum.  It’s at the top of every list. So I headed out. It’s an easy walk from the Le Caire, stopping first at a book shop,...

The kind owner of the New Memnon made the arrangements and sent a driver to retrieve my ticket. The 935 for Cairo would depart the Luxor...

I don’t recall when or how I learned of Tayip. On the internet for sure.  Most likely the blog post of another. No matter. It was a...

I’m in Luxor, but that’s getting ahead of the story. The Basmatic, free of the mud, made an easy sail the rest of the way. I don’t know...

We set sail mid-morning aboard the Basmatic.  The same Basmatic as the Nubian Guest House.  I’d been told that Basmatic refers to a late...

I’m leaving soon to travel north. Two days on a feluca. No wifi. I’ll be sad to leave the island but have assured my new friends that...

There’s a little girl here, Hora. Her mother is the housekeeper. Twice Hora has asked that I sit beside her, so I can listen to her...

Ancient Egyptians called it Aur (black) in reference to the dark sediment carried north from east-central Africa, deposited annually on...

“Why Egypt?” I was asked. “Why not?” my reply - shorthand for “I’m not sure why.” Like many, though, l’m fascinated by Egypt’s history -...

I’ve come to love the Caribbean, at least what I’ve experienced of it. It’s sunrises and sunsets. Its deserts and donkeys, and feathered...

Have you ever had an idea that, upon reflection, you realize was years in the making? This past August Jen and I spent a week on Hilton...

Midway along the journey of our life I came to myself in a dark wood, for I had wandered off from the straight path. So wrote the exiled...

I’ve been thinking of Robert Henri’s “sketch hunter,” how there are those who move through life as they find it, stopping for things they...

When I left the first of January I didn’t have a bucket list. Only a direction - west to east - and a rough timetable, hoping to return...