The Ride

Reis on "the ride"

(Andrew) Over rocks and over sand, our rides clamber along. We are riding to Ras Abu Galum to snorkel/dive in the Red Sea. Settings whiz by us like a slideshow. The town escapes us. We pass alongside the mountains, the rocky coast, the everlasting ocean, sandy beaches and natural perfect scenes. My head bobs up and down, up and down, like a bobble head. One animal overtakes another. We have named them all. Cameron is first, then Jeremy, Grandma Nut, Ellen, Trent and Horus. Mine was Grandma Nut. My carrier also carries four scuba tanks and two bags of dive equipment. I look down, and the ground unfortunately is covered with litter: bottle caps, plastic water bottles, cans, Styrofoam, cigarette boxes, miscellaneous plastics and even shoes! It made the pristine landscape look ugly and man-made. Going over rocks, I felt like I was on a bumpy rollercoaster, and when we went down, we went down! The Egyptian sun beating down and the oceanic breeze together set a perfect temperature. Finally, we enter the Bedouin village. I look down at my silhouette. Camel riding.