Egypt Written Journal - August 4, 2005

As you travel in this vast desolate land resembling an ocean without water, you see women walking to the market, caring for their children or waiting for their bus...all in black. As they do their business of the day, they see the western culture of tourist pass them by and I can only assume with either jealousy or scorn. I would like to believe it is scorn and possibly, rightfully so.

Unlike many individuals, I find this tradition of modesty beautiful. How appropriate for one to seal their looks, hands, mouth, everything except their eyes from all men. To keep their body for only their husbands to see.

I was melting in the dessert one hot day, when the hotel manager giving me a tour, invited me to his house for the mango juice I was rambling on and on about. He also indicated that he would be honored and priviledged for me to meet his wife and child..how could I refuse? Besides, my curiosity of seeing one of the women behind the veil fascinated me...I had so many questions.

Regardless, as we entered their home there was no sign of a family and my host a bit nervous yelled out the front and back door. Within minutes, a woman dressed in black from head to toe appeared. Not a strand of hair or skin other than the slant of her eyes visible. Even with so little showing, I could see the surprise from seeing a western woman in her home.

The moment she entered I was conscious of my own attire. An appropriate attire of a western women with capri's, short sleeve shirt, high neckline and a veil.

The air was a bit thick and I can only assume her curiosity was as strong as mine. Within her own home she was free to remove the burden of the black dress, gloves and scarf covering her hair and face. As she slowly and shyly removed each piece of armor, a woman appeared. She revealed soft hands, olive skin, high cheekbones, full lips and black hair and with each piece removed, I smiled. She was beautiful, not by western standards but for her modesty. I felt priviledged to see the woman behind the black veil.

My utmost respect to these woman and may we accept the beauty rather than question the tradition of modesty.

It was a good day!!!!