In Luxor, hailing a horse and carriage is like hailing a cab in New York City. You walk along the street where there are many readily available. For the equivalent of $10.00, 374 Egyptian pounds, Leslie and I were able to see the sights of Luxor for two hours.

As Leslie speaks Arabic, we had no communication problems. Actually he had a good command of the English language, as did many of the local people we met. Leslie wanted to show me the Luxor Marketplace as she says it is the real marketplace vs. the one in Cairo, which I never got to see. It was amazing to see people moving out of the way as we slowly passed through the center of the marketplace.

On both sides of the street people were selling just about anything you could imagine.

There were live animals and many that were dismembered.

Vendors came up to the carriage and tried to bargain

a fair price for whatever they were selling but we didn't buy anything.

We passed students on recess at their school who were smiling and friendly as we went by.

I asked Leslie why they were in school on Sunday.

She said this day was not considered Sunday but equivalent to Friday.

Suddenly I experienced a connection with EZ's energies. It was powerful and intense. [In case you were wondering if this had anything to do with romantic attraction, the answer was definitely NO!] This was about something much more powerful, karmic.

As you recall, Leslie works for EZ at the hot air balloon company. Though many people there have cell phones, Leslie didn't. Instead she suggested we visit his home / office , a beautiful 4 story building, nicer than most I had seen. When we arrived, EZ was nowhere to be found. Yet I still picked up a strong connection. I suggested we return to the Luxor Hilton for a late lunch and hopefully I would get some sleep before the 8 PM flight back to Cairo.

Though many of the buildings and homes appear simple on the outside, you would be surprised how gorgeous they are inside. I also found this to be truth of the Native American dwellings I have experienced in my travels. The unassuming home of a chief I met in Nevada, turned out to be a large loft with three raised floors at various levels for different purposes. Things are not always as they appear.

Leslie and I had lunch at the Hilton then she left me to return that evening with EZ to take Irene and I to the airport. I wondered why this man who had wanted to connect with me so strongly had not shown up to complete the conversation. Before going to my room, I strolled along the Nile as the hotel is on the water.

I thought about going out on a Filucca, a boat that makes two hour tours up and down the Nile. Giving in to exhaustion I returned to the room and quickly fell asleep. I don't remember my head hitting the pillow. In what seemed like one minute in linear time, I woke to the sound of a ringing phone. I returned to my physical consciousness and picked up the phone. A man's voice at the other end said, "Hello, Ellie. I need to speak with you!"

The messenger arrives for each of us at different points of the journey and comes in different forms, perhaps as simple as something received on your computer. When you are ready, the messenger will appear. Hopefully you will get the message.