Luxor Temple with statue of Ramses and maybe his sons? Our bus departed from Luxor.

On the boat with Donna showing off our gorgeous henna 

Posing with the tiny towel man that our cabin cleaner, Allah, made for me. He also made me an elephant, swan, crab and hearts!

After a crazy bus ride with an Arabic driver who yelled at the passengers, (in Arabic of course) but smiled and offered Athena and I these sort of curry-flavored breadsticks, we arrived at the bus station in sunny Dahab.  Athena eventually and luckily fell asleep on the bus and I sat up reading and praying as our driver swerved from one side to the other and drove with his lights off periodically through the long night. A movie in Arabic and whining Arabic music filled the bus of sleeping Egyptians to bursting. And I thought I might never be able to sit down again having spent the night curled up like a taco and trying to get comfortable in the tiny bus seat trekking across upper Egypt.  Little did I realize that the all-night hike up to the summit of Mt. Sinai would just about equal that night on the bus.

At Penguin Village in Dahab

At the massive temple of one of the queens near Luxor.  Three levels that are literally carved right out of the mountain.

The streets were packed with these beautifully-decorated carriages. Four of us rode in one! 

Here I am at the temple in Memphis. We rode in a beautiful, little horse-drawn carriage from the boat.

                                            After a night of hiking up the mountain and climbing 752 steps to the summit, I somehow am still awake! The sunrise was worth it.

Watching the sun rise after hiking for 3 and 1/2 hrs in the dark up to the very windy summit