Travel is Fatal

Marking life by friends.

Sep 12
We hurried through the empty streets of the Aswan morning trying to not miss our train to Cairo.

It’s so close now. And doesn’t feel real.

Is this the place on the map where our teachers had us pin the Pyramids?

We hurried through the empty streets of the Aswan morning trying to not miss our train to Cairo.

It’s so close now. And doesn’t feel real.

Is this the place on the map where our teachers had us pin the Pyramids?