SinaiA Bedouin looks over the edge of this cliff on an inlet of the Red Sea.
I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t a little anxious about traveling on my own. When Charles left Cairo and flew back to New York and our tour was over, I awoke to an empty hotel room and the reality of my new world was unmistakable. There were no longer any friends or family to journey with, or to help do research, or share in the decisions, or simply be there for company. I moved into a hostel and booked a private room. Partly out of fatigue, partly out of apprehension, and partly out of lethargy, I didn’t open the
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