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.
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.
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