As everyone complains about the oppressing heat we've had in DC lately, my mind wanders off to all of the Egyptian cities and villages I was fortunate enough to travel to with T in November 2009.
As our extremely knowledgeable guides took us to see the temples and tombs, I was in constant awe, day after day, at the level of intricacy of the artwork adorning the walls and ceilings. Despite the throngs of modern-day tourists at every corner, I felt such a deep, intimate connection to the hundreds of thousands of workers who spent their lives building these amazing establishments for the pharaohs and their families.
Considering the pyramids are some of the oldest structures in the world - the Great Pyramid of Giza, specifically, is the only one still standing out of the Seven Wonders of the Ancient World - I also felt incredibly small, both on a physical as well as historical level.
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