Two weeks ago thousands gathered at the famous Giza Pyramids to run for the cure.
What an amazing experience to be part of!
Pink scarves, white t-shirts for the participants and pink for the survivors covering the sand in a sea of positive energy. Disorganized, random, chaos and faces filled with excitement and anticipation for the 2km run! Happy chatter mixed with the dusty desert sand filled the air. Nobody really sure where to stand or what to do - and then all of a sudden a mass of people began to yell and run across the desert, tripping on rocks, sand, and people! The mass of runners charged towards the pyramids with no clear path, dodging tour buses, donkeys, camels and each other along the way.
This is never an event that I imagined I would laugh at but as I ran on the sand, dodging eveything imaginable along the way, while listening to the yells and screams of excitement and laughter, I began to laugh too. I had to stop running to look around and take take it all in. It was amazing how much fun these people were having hurtling across the desert!
Then as I looked around, I realised that I was lost in a sea of people, separated from my friends and John. I stepped out of the group of runners and stood by the side watching for anyone that I knew... no such luck. So I stood and just took it all in... WOW! As I looked around at the people, my gaze brought me to the massive pyramid behind me. Holy cow!! I'm at the pyramids! I hopped the stone wall and walked up to the base of the pyramid and just stood in awe... in awe of such an amazing structure, in awe of the amazing energy encircling it, as thousands of people ran by, and eminating from it with the spirit of thousands of people past!
"Ring ring"... my phone! It was John... fewf!
We were reunited at the base of the great pyramid and finished the race together :)
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