one has to go thru the Red Sea mountains. . . 
(well, the gaps between them anyhow) it is a very dusty, arid experience
which makes the arrival at The Nile even more moving. . .on the first part of the journey I was looking at all the life
there were plants and birds. and rocks and things,
there was sand and hills and rings, the first thing I met
was a fly with a buzz, and the sky, with no clouds
the heat was hot, and the ground was dry,
but the air was full of sound
I've been through the desert on a horse with no name,
it felt good to be out of the rain
in the desert you can remember your name,
'cause there ain't no one for to give you no pain
after two days, in the desert sun my skin began to turn red
after three days, in the desert fun I was looking at a river bed
and the story it told, of a river that flowed,
made me sad to think it was dead
after nine days, I let the horse run free,
'cause the desert had turned to sea
there were plants and birds, and rocks and things,
there was sand and hills and rings
the ocean is a desert, with its life underground,
and a perfect disguise above
under the cities lies, a heart made of ground,
but the humans will give no love
you see I've been through the desert on a horse with no name,
it felt good to be out of the rain
in the desert you can remember your name,
'cause there ain't no one for to give you no pain
AMERICA
there were plants and birds. and rocks and things,
there was sand and hills and rings, the first thing I met
was a fly with a buzz, and the sky, with no clouds
the heat was hot, and the ground was dry,
but the air was full of sound
I've been through the desert on a horse with no name,
it felt good to be out of the rain
in the desert you can remember your name,
'cause there ain't no one for to give you no pain
after two days, in the desert sun my skin began to turn red
after three days, in the desert fun I was looking at a river bed
and the story it told, of a river that flowed,
made me sad to think it was dead
after nine days, I let the horse run free,
'cause the desert had turned to sea
there were plants and birds, and rocks and things,
there was sand and hills and rings
the ocean is a desert, with its life underground,
and a perfect disguise above
under the cities lies, a heart made of ground,
but the humans will give no love
you see I've been through the desert on a horse with no name,
it felt good to be out of the rain
in the desert you can remember your name,
'cause there ain't no one for to give you no pain
AMERICA
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Seriously, the trip through the mountains gap looks horribly familiar--kinda like the journey through New Mexico/Arizona/Utah. It's an impressive journey--just don't go without your tank filled. Nowhere...absolutely nowhere to stop along the way.
Oh, but it's impressively gorgeous. And you wanna stop! (which we did, every time there was a place that allowed a stop)
It's beautiful. Arid or not--gosh it's beautiful.......
yup, exactly the same sentiments!
there is one stop tho
half way along the road - where the tourist buses take five and spill their contents into a little sheltered area with shops and stalls and vendors offering the usual tat
and loos (really clean but you have to pay thru the nose to use them)(and then someone comes rushing in after you to thrust a few squares of loo roll under the door)(wouldn't touch the soap at the washbasin tho!)
and men offer you a plastic cup full of some brown liquid (either tea or cofee depending on what you asked for - but it all came out of the same pot!) for another extortionate amount of money
and the desert women gather outside with their wide-eyed children and their donkeys and camels and goats hoping you'll pay for the priviledge to take their photo
and the tourist guides all leave you to work your way thru this melee on your own as they disappear off to the back where I could swear I saw air conditioning fans and I'll bet they have a better flavoured brown drink. . .
. . .I'm not complaining - I think that they think that the tourist is getting a little experience of the real Egypt during this rest stop
(being Egypt, you are only allowed to stop at the rest stop and not on any other part of the road)(they are very strict and the trafic police men carry big guns and I wouldn't want to chance doing the wrong thing!)
.....wow.
NO stops along the way unless it was touristy things, huh?
OH--but there were donkeys and camels and goats!
:-)
I'm guessing it was all a part of the experience, huh.
But what a great view along the way.
I can drive that stretch of highway forever......'cept it's really hot. And I mean hot. But I think we're taking the deadly route next time. Where it's really, REALLY hot. LOL
Ohhhhh...we soooo need a long road trip!
Oh it sounds so familiar : ) I so remember the abandoning of the tourists to the tat vendors. And policemen on camels with guns and mobile phones - anachronistic. And all kinds of such stuff - but not the clean loos. We didn't do that particular journey though.
Yes, as Mel says, it's all part of the experience.
One of my favourite songs ever btw : )
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