So much more has happened since our initial plans for Egypt. The pandemic continues to impact travel, especially to Africa. My son has elected to change his degree plan to a Master's in order to leave Lubbock early; the place was not good for or to him. He is with us now, which has returned our home to a state of bustling, happy chaos.
So Egypt will need to wait for awhile. A month after our trip was to have happened, I write this and still very much look forward to seeing the land that has so long captivated me. At this point, we are aiming for 2024, my 50th birthday. I think the date will not be moved again.
Jen has also expressed that she would like to see Jordan as its own trip instead of as a side journey to this one. I don't think this is unreasonable, but I do wonder if we'd ever get to it. I'd rather see it during this trip instead of not at all.
I will confess that the pandemic really has been hard to cope with. Not just from a travel standpoint, but its interference with all aspects of our lives. It serves as a symbol of the arrogance and inflexibility of humankind. We cannot get past it because we refused to properly quarantine, and now it will probably be a fact of life like influenza.
