Egypt, I've been dreaming about you since my earliest years. "My dream trip", I always said, "a goal in my life", "if I die without going to Egypt I won't feel whole".

But I was too young, yet, and it was never something I wanted to do with my parents or family, I don't exactly know why, but I wanted to do it with friends, like an adventure. Like a peak I'd reach in my life, a hole I'd fill in my heart from a longing I cannot explain. I pictured it in my mind: "oh, I don't want to go to Egypt as a tourist, I wanna go as an explorer. Perhaps I'll even go as an archeologist, perhaps I'll go with people who are as obsessed with it as I am".

I feel prepared, at last. Moving away from home to a university house and a more independent life made me discover things about myself and, somehow, made me feel capable of finally doing this. I'm old enough, but I'm not going as an explorer, that would make me wait more, and why should I wait to see the things I've always dreamed of seeing? But of course I always tend to think too much when I think I might be doing something I've waited for all my life. I'm nervous, I'm asking myself so many questions. I'm finally on the verge of actually planning this trip and going. There are endless possibilities of what might happen.

I just want to go. I wanna cry my eyes out when I finally set my eyes on the Pyramids, when the Nile river flows through my trembling fingers, when, eyes cast up, there is Abu Simbel. 

I wanna come back here, post pictures and write in Portuguese because it really happened. And I hope it will happen soon. I hope it will happen before I'm twenty one, or perhaps even before I'm twenty.

I want the picture on the post to be my picture and not something I'm about to go and get from Google. 

Egypt, you've been in my heart, all my life, from the distance. Please be right before my eyes, too.