Off to the Pyramids
 
(Photo taken by Trevor Lowe)
I remember going to Egypt to see the pyramids in Giza a few years back. I was really excited to be there even though I was melting due to the heat, and it wasn’t even summer! As soon as I got out of the car I was surrounded by Egyptian men that kept trying to grab me and put me on camels, in a scary way, not in a “please have a camel ride� kind of way. It really freaked me out and there were loads of guys like that, in the end my group had to join in with other people’s groups just for the safety in numbers and it didn’t seem to happen to anyone else – it’s always me!
The safety in numbers thing seemed to work better and as I began to relax I was able to admire the beauty of the pyramids and the sheer size of them. This trip was quite a while ago, back in the days where you could go inside a pyramid, to which I had no hesitation as I hadn’t really thought through what would be in there.
The entrance was pretty small so I had to duck down and there was a line of people going into the pyramid and a line of people coming out of the pyramid, all through the same little tunnel, all the people bending low. About half way down I freaked out, I couldn’t breathe and had a full blown panic attack, and soon realised that I was claustrophobic! Unfortunately there was nothing anyone could do, I had to continue to the bottom and then come back up in order to get out of the pyramid obviously I didn’t therefore pay much attention to what was inside the pyramid. All in all it was a crazy day!
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