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On to the next adventure...

It't time to head out again. In a few hours as a matter of fact. I was hoping to get this done last night but that's what happens when you leave things until the last minute.

This morning we are heading to the St. Louis airport and then heading to Philly. From there we take an overnight flight to Rome--cool, huh? But we have to spend it all in the airport. 5 hours in the Rome airport! Steve and I thought about taking a train into the city for a few hours but when we arrive there it will be 9am Rome time but 4am our time. We decided to NOT be insane and drag two jet lagged children around Rome. Maybe next time.

After the long layover in Rome we fly EgyptAir to Cairo. Arriving there at 5:30pm Cairo time. 8 hour time difference so 9:30am our time. So that is about 24 hours from our house to our hotel in Cairo. Should be fun with Tate. Ha!

The entire adventure will have us in Egypt, Jordan, and Israel. Some things we will be doing are: they pyramids, Valley of the Kings, Karnak Temple, snorkeling in the Red Sea, Wadi Rum desert, Petra, Masada, floating in the Dead Sea, Dome of the Rock, Western Wall, Via Delorosa and the Church of the Holy Sepulcher. Not sure what all of those places are? Just keep following us along over the next three weeks and I will let you know.

I forgot to tell you some of the other things we will be doing: getting lost looking for our hotels, listening to the kids argue, taking an 8 hour bus trip across the Sinai Peninsula, doing two border crossings in Israel, losing something of value and then having to backtrack to find it...

See you in Cairo!

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Barbara said…
Have a fantastic journey (better than have a good trip!)

Barbara
February 2, 2010 at 8:24 AM
Grammy said…
The snakes (which I have nicknamed Max & Pierre) miss you. So far no escapes. Alex didn't think that Pierre was real so he pinched him, but all is well. This morning Rhonda was disappointed because they didn't come out from under the water dish to visit. Pierre earned his name becaue, amazingly, he is speaking French. With a Canadian-snake accent, though. Hmmm...
February 2, 2010 at 11:28 AM
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