Egypt…
the land of the Pharaohs. The Pyramids. The beginning of civilisation we know
now. I could go on…
Being
as a child somewhat a history nerd I was reading everything I was able to get
my hands on about the ancient times in Egypt, as long as it wasn’t school
stuff, I almost knew their history by heart. And
having my kind of imagination it’s no wonder I was able to transfer myself
there in my mind so many times. I was dying to see it with my own eyes. I still
do, but somewhat my OH has his own reservation of making our holidays there due
to the… well, um… the world circumstances.
But
then… a part of Egypt is also the
Sahara…
one place I never thought I was going to fall in love with. Always considering
myself to be the wind and the water person, I never expected something like
this would be happening to me. But it did. More than twenty years ago for the
first time.
It
was the trip into the dry, hot, unwelcoming nature that captured my heart.
Unexpectedly. I really don’t like too much heat. I’m literally dying when the
temperature rises above 28°C and the trip into the heart of the heat itself,
wasn’t something… oh wait. It was. It was something I was looking forward to.
Yes,
it was true that I was looking for the shadow everywhere it was possible to
find it. The water canyon in the oasis we stopped to look at, the big stones on
the hills where another oasis was… but then, in the evening of that first day
of our trip we stopped in the middle of it.
Sahara…
Magic…
The
sun was going down, but it was not yet the evening and the hot breeze that
followed us during the day, became less hot. More bearable.
We
were taken not far from the main road – read ONLY road in the dessert – to meet
the Bedouins. There I touch the sand for the first time. It wasn’t rough as I expected.
No. It was like a glass hour sand. If you ever broke one of them, you’ll know
what I am talking about. And there, right there – it happened. I fell in love
with it. It was… A magic moment.
The
sun went down slowly on the horizon, we were
given something similar to a hijab to cover our
heads and mouths due to the higher winds and the sand that was risen from the
ground. And we were welcomed to ride the camels.
It
was an hour that passed just too soon…
Coming
back home… I longed to go back again. I still do. I try to convince my OH every
year to take our holidays there. Till now no luck… but I will return… one day.
However
due to the longing something just clicked together in a story. A story that
came together in my second novel Caught Between Two Worlds.
A
contemporary romance set in the beautiful land of Egypt…
A
vacation on the shores of the Egyptian Red Sea was Veronica Blake’s
long-lasting dream.
But dreams turn into nightmares. Controlling boyfriend Peter complains and
embarrasses her frequently in front of everybody from the start. A trip to the
ancient sites turns into a disaster. But the salvation comes in the form of the
mysterious Nicholas, a blue-eyed man she remembers from the hotel.
Deep in the Sahara Desert Veronica encounters a totally different way of life.
She desperately seeks the truth about everything that happened. Alone and
afraid of her new written future she finds consolation with Nicholas, the only
man she’s left to trust.
Will
she ever accept the truth she seeks, the whole truth and nothing but the truth?
Will she be able to find a way back to the life she was forced to leave behind?
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Thank you so much June for this great look at Egypt and the Sahara Desert.
