Western Desert
Western Desert
For one night only I joined Uwe, Reinhold and Anika, teachers at the Deutsche Evangelische Oberschule in Cairo for a journey into Egypt’s Western Desert. This was a surreal place and the night was refreshingly cool. In the morning we enjoyed walks across the dunes and a few throws of the boomerang I brought from home.
  •  Sunset on the day of our arrival.

    Sunset on the day of our arrival.

  •  With the moon high, a new day begins.

    With the moon high, a new day begins.

  •  Early morning.

    Early morning.

  •  Literally out in the middle of nowhere.

    Literally out in the middle of nowhere.

  •  The sun begins its climb.

    The sun begins its climb.

  •  Hanging sleeping bags out to air.

    Hanging sleeping bags out to air.

  •  Windswept patterns in the sand.

    Windswept patterns in the sand.

  •  Happy campers! Reinhold, Anika and Uwe.

    Happy campers! Reinhold, Anika and Uwe.

  •  Uwe’s boomerang won’t come back!

    Uwe’s boomerang won’t come back!

  •  Dunes to the east.

    Dunes to the east.

  •  Knife-edge pattern.

    Knife-edge pattern.

  •  Windswept pattern.

    Windswept pattern.

  •  Rail line to the Bahariyya Oasis.

    Rail line to the Bahariyya Oasis.

  •  Four wheel drive tracks.

    Four wheel drive tracks.

  •  Large dune with knife-edge pattern.

    Large dune with knife-edge pattern.

  •  Uwe . . . and that boomerang!

    Uwe . . . and that boomerang!