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Our first full night in Cairo, we were whisked off to a tasty meal and scintallating floor show on THE PHAROH's river boat.
As we sailed along the Nile, the captain made sure Allan didn't make any wrong turns. Those in our party not afflicted with embarassment got up and danced with our voluptuous hostess while the musicians played bellydance tunes. Our hosts knew lots of corny antics, which worked to get just about everyone into the circle on the dance floor. Since it was our first night in Cairo, everyone was pretty excited. A classic sufi dancer amazed us with his colorful prayer in motion. The very talented dervish whirled onstage and around the room for the better part of an hour, his skirt flying the whole time, sometimes over his head. His assistant passed him many objects which were caught up in his orbit... a sword, finger tamborines, sacred geometry props and his skirt. The weather was fine, so we retired to the deck for cocktails and chit chat. A golden statue of the hawk, one form of the Pharoh-God Horus, symbol of divine consciousness, gazes ahead from the ship's maidenhead. On deck, the small talk was metaphysical. Our traveling mystic & scholar, Kevin Ryerson, filled us in on secret meanings of the sufi's dance, as well as his insights about the alignment of the ancient Egyptian temples with the chakra system of the human body. Goz (aka Michael Gosney) showed off his crystal ball, and Rachel Carpenter took the wheel on our little joyride for awhile. Pharoh's Night On the Nile ended as we ascended the steps, and reboarded our bus... except for a few of our party who mysteriously disappeard. Rumor has it they had a secret date with Cheops--A plan was afoot to sneak up to the top of the Great Pyramid. This
little adventure, of course, could not go undocumented... Real Video (2 min) |
