The Suez Tales

Sand and more sand. Stretching from under the souls of the feet to the horizon and beyond the brown gritty stuff is rarely inter-spaced with greenery, water or habitation. The sun shines hotly down on rolling sand dunes, electricity pylons tell all that there is life out there and the occasional train issues appropriate noises as it labors along with fading paint and doors that have long since fallen off.

The Suez Canal divides Egypt through its heart, a strip of water that is the prize of its economy and position on the world stage. Without this incy bit of man-made engineering skill ships would struggle downwards around the Cape of South Africa, oil prices would rise double fold and the Egyptians would have nothing but pyramids and old stories of Cleopatra to give to the world.

There are though other attributes to this large unmade pane of glass, they have some wonderful diving spots on the red sea, camels and oasis and a relaxed lifestyle that is ideal for the tourist abroad. Stuck though between angry nations and due to the continuing threat of terrorism Egypt is no longer the destination choice of those looking for two weeks under the sun.

But through that Suez Canal and with a bit of hard bargaining, tools sets can be bought cheaply (although they tend to snap on the first use), original Dead Sea Scrolls can be had at a bargain (if only they were real) and leather jackets, mummies and imitation rolex's can be had at rock bottom prices.

Egypt has so much going for it, its just a shame that nobody goes to it.

Ieuan Dolby
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