"I look up at the Sphinx and ponder over the enigma it bears. Suddenly, I fear all the mystery that floods in and overwhelms me. I stand up and walk to the horse that awaits me. The cold wind blows from the desert, and the silence of the night sets in. I hear the hoarse barking of a desert jackal and see bats flying by like shadows. Clouds of perfume engulf me as I approach the bridge over the Nile. The marvelous Giza gardens of acacias and orange...