It does feel like the end of the earth. Silence at the port today will undoubtedly give way to noise and craziness on Wednesday when the ferry leaves. For now all is locked up, the tea lady has gone home early and there is only the slow drip of the water butts leaking onto the stone to keep us entertained as we wait for our fixer to return.
In two days, Inshallah, Egypt. Until then, the end of the earth.
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