Sailing to Alexandria, Egypt
The straight sailing of the ship, the slow, rotating motion of the Earth, the sun's rays penetrating the stratosphere and illuminating the fixed spot I saw spreading on the horizon and deepening as we approached. It was an enlightening moment. A hymn to God... The art of travel is much like sipping champagne, but it is also listening to God when He asks you to, when He unfolds such splendours as the city whose Lighthouse was one of the seven wonders of the world.
The Yachting Club in Alexandria, Egypt
The Greek Yachting Club, with its amazing view of the harbour where so many little fishing boats lay anchored, with the Corniche in the background. The only Egyptian note was the red fez worn by the waiters. We would go up to the deck for coffee, sit on the comfy, striped cushions, and gaze upon the Fortress of Qaitbay, which was built with the stones from the ruined Lighthouse space illuminating the harbour in which Cleopatra’s palace had sunk.
Alexandria, the Pearl of the Meditarranean
My friend, Chewikar Abdel, who was an active member of the Bibliotheca Alexandrina, came to pick me up with her car. How glad I was to see her! A bright, highly educated Alexandrian lady who was a writer and spoke perfect French and English, was my chaperonne whenever I came for the international symposiums held at the Library. She always had something new to show me whenever I came to visit.
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