Day eight- Edfu 116kms
We all set out a little apprehensively today from
camp, discussing strategies to avoid repeating the last riding day. I am eager
to get out there again, as taking that rest day only seemed to increase the
collective stress of our group. Too much time to think about the options. As it
often pans out with anxiety, today was far better than expected. We passed
through small towns and continued to skirt the Nile. Our instincts were better
honed to scope out children reaching for stones and even that extra few seconds
of eye contact made all the difference in averting dangerous projectiles. Our
camp was in the middle of a campground surrounded by mosques. Cacophony is the
only word to describe what happened during prayer times, especially in the early
morning when there was very little competing noise. The brain rattled as thy all
competed for airtime, but oddly the sound was quite beautiful and calming. I may
even miss it when we enter Ethiopia.
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