I met this little gal outside of Angkor Wat in July. She was selling bottles of water and cans of beer and coke. I stood and talked to her and was snapping photos of everything around me. Later. When I got to my hotel room and downloaded the photos. I saw this one. She is so beautiful. Her face is full of wonder and life. She is Cambodia.
On the way back to Cairo from Saqqara, we stopped for lunch at a local restaurant. When you enter, a group of musicians playing local instruments play music. I assume to announce your entrance. Becca, Shaimaa and I sat and ate. Of course, I finished eating first. I walked to the front to have a smoke. When I came near to the musicians, an Egyptian guy called me over. I walked up and they started showing me their instruments and asking me if I could play. I didn’t even attempt the horn. One of them handed me the drum/tambourine combo and they started playing. So I went along with them and started cutting up with them a bit. 
Hey! I played drums from 6th to 9th grade. I can still play a bit after all of these years. lol it was a fun time. While I was jamming with my sadikkis, Shaimaa was recording me. And apparently, laughing herself silly.
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This is the Pyramid of Zoser at Saqqara. 
