Dear Diary, March 2, 2009: So much going on, so many last-minute things to take care of. My life has been a whirlwind ever since the arrival of Jessica's letter. My passport should be here any day. I need to pack clothes and sketchbook and some pens and maybe brushes and a few paints. I need a guidebook, but I might bring my great-grandmother's Baedeker's too.
I'm trying to learn a few phrases of Arabic, but it's been kind of hard. Can't read it, can't make some of the sounds, and it is sometimes frustrating, but I persist. I certainly can't read ancient Egyptian either. It will seem strange to visit a place where I can't understand people around me.
As for the lost scrolls of Feyla, I hear they may be written in an unknown language, unknown even to the ancient Egyptians. Codes and clues and study and guessing. I think I'll have to sharpen my powers of observation, be alert to sounds and symbols and letters and words, written and spoken. Or maybe just drawn. "Words overheard by chance have been known to change lives", as Phil Cousineau has said. I believe my life is about to change, too.
Egypt & The Nile with Juliana Coles March 11-22, 2009