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Suez: The Going

A fine day indeed in Egypt as we come to the north end of the Suez Canal. I figured I had enough pictures of sandy landscapes, so I opted for some people and a bridge. The quickly reddening fellow just to my left is Trevor Petrou, our ship's physical therapist and roustabout. He didn't burst into flames from the sun this time out, but it was close.

The bridge was a gift to Egypt from Japan; I'm not sure where that puts them on the friendship scale, since it is eminently practical but not particularly personal. At any rate, it was a welcome sight, being toward the end of the canal transit and all.

Just for Joshua

Some of our Memphis friends have a little boy who digs some of my pictures of big guns and planes. Here are a couple from the last few weeks.

And So It Goes...

And verily, the IKE did sail in boxes for weeks on end, occasionally visiting a hot, dusty dirka port. Bahrain was fine, good food, nice to have a Navy base to step onto. Dubai again, same hotel, different golf course, same ridiculous skyline. And then cameth the Fourth of July, celebrated on board whilst transiting the Red Sea en route to the Suez Canal. I can't say that getting to hit golf balls off the flight deck made this whole cruise worth it, but it certainly fulfilled one of my latent golf wishes.