Thursday, August 5, 2010
Egypt: A Dream Come True
One can feel the influence of Islam and Arab culture permeating through the parts of Egyptian society that are not centered around Ancient Kemetic Tourism and culture. Some of the subtle differences one will notice is that announcements in English are done after the Arabic version, the car traffic seems to be chaotic as there are no visible speed limits or traffic signals. I was amazed when our tour guide Farouk told us "Crossing the street is a matter of luck and timing." We witnessed how Egypts wealthy communities can be side by side with Egypts poverty stricken masses. One way to tell the wealthy from the poor areas are seeing air conditioning units in the windows, amazing that such a regular part of Western life is a luxury in this land known for its scorching desserts. The nile river is nothing less than breath taking. It is no wonder that it has been the inspiration of poets and Pharaohs for all of these years.
I was shocked to run into scholar Anthony Browder and some of his staff, namely a Brother i know named J.P.. I didn't know they were going to be here so this is an added treat. I am looking forward to this next week and a half.
My arrival in Egypt or rather Kemet is truly a dream come true
So far, So GREAT!
http://www.coas.howard.edu/studyabroad/kemet/site_visits.html#m
Today (by now night), like yesterday, started with a 6am wake-up call and ended with the evening lecture from 8-10. Somewhere in between, there’s been a trip to the Mosque/Citadel and the Egyptian Museum, a flight to Aswan, and a welcoming water taxi to the Movenpick Hotel on Elephantine Island (home of Farouk, one the guides; what a team he a Waleed make!).
The Egyptian Museum is home of one of the greatest exhibitions on classical Africa. No doubt, a powerfully moving libation was offered at the entrance of the museum to prepare the young and old minds alike to experience the fullness and vibrancy of African civilizations.
While New York was all a-buzz a few days ago about the arrival of one of Tutankhamen’s chariots, now on display at the “King Tut” exhibit in NYC, the Kemet Krew 2010 saw a far more stunning and representative collection of his belongings. As the New York Times article notes (http://www.nytimes.com/2010/08/03/arts/design/03chariot.html?_r=1&scp=1&sq=tut&st=cse), the exhibitioners of the NYC collection shamelessly admit that the exhibit is driven by commercialism and greed (the carriage was delivered and reassembled at night after the museum closed to ensure that not a single day of profit from the exhibit was lost; so what if rushing puts history at risk?!). With Waleed, Farouk, and Profs Carr and Beatty’s guidance (the latter doing so defiantly since only licensed guides are permitted to provide information during group tours), the commercial exploits have been circumvented, and all within earshot will be the wiser for it.
The serenity of Aswan never fails to make me think that this is how life should be lived. Wish I were there… Since there are only 24 hours in the day, and site visits (and travel time to and fro) and lectures comprise no less than 16 of them, it’s tough to find time and technology to upload to the blog regularly. But hang with us; great entries are being written and are coming to a blog post near year sooner than later. The slower pace of Aswan (compared to the rat-race of Cairo) assures it.
Until then, hotep…
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
To the Pyramids!!
things so remarkable with the tools nowhere near as advanced as what we have today just puts me at a loss for words. The day did not end there. Next up we visited the El Sultan Carpet School where we watched little children create beautiful works of art we usually take for granted. Followed by camel rides!! We also visited the Khufu Boat Museum where we saw the 140 ft long ship of Pharaoh Khufu, the oldest surviving ship in the world. The last tour of
the day was the pyramids. We climbed the Great Pyramid, entered the second pyramid: Khafre (gives the perceptive illusion of being larger than the Great Pyramid but only such due to the elevation of the land), and saw Menkara and the infamous Sphinx.
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
Egypt: Embracing the Unknown
Pyramids, hieroglyphics, desert, unbearable heat, pharaohs. These are the first things that enter my mind when I think of Egypt. As the days dwindled down to our departure day, for some reason so did my anxiousness about the trip. At certain times I just did not feel like going through all the preparations to get there. If I had my way I would simply snap my fingers in order to avoid a 9.5 hour plane ride. On the other hand, all of this changed when I physically started the trip. The excitement of entering this beautiful, historical place with the purpose of enhancing my knowledge not only about the place itself, but also about its history and my ancestors’ history brought about a feeling synonymous to that of a child’s first day of school-curious about your surroundings, possibly frightened by the unknown, but at the same time, invigorated by the fact that you are discovering things-answers to questions you may have been subconsciously been wondering and secrets people seem to know but intentionally leave you out of. By the time I got off the plane, it was established: This is going to be the best trip of my life.
11:15 Kemet Time: First Post From Classical Africa
AfriKa!
As my post yesterday suggests, arrival to Cairo is perfectly eventful. No doubt, the first excursion is in process; and we'll hear from them later once they've checked in to the hotel, had a delightful dinner, and headed to the conference room for the first evening lecture. Before they can begin to blog, they have to secure a wireless connection. No doubt Hatem has Tarek on the case. Glad to hear, too, that Farouk (a most able Nubian guide) made the trip to Cairo. Farouk doesn't travel to Cairo from Aswan often any more; that he did for this trip means more than the travelers can imagine.
Can't wait to hear from you...
Monday, August 2, 2010
The Journey to the Black Lands/The Land of the Blacks



Like Angie (who posts faithfully still!), I write with mixed emotions: excitement for all who will make this journey for the first time and disappointment that I'm not in line at JFK hoping that an exit row or window seat is still available. Opting not to return to Kemet this year, after making the trip the first two years, was a tough decision for me too. So, I'll have to settle for following along from the blog and adding my color commentary from home (where I've vowed to work 8 hours a day on the book project that stood between me and the continent for the first time in 3 years). It was, in fact, at a table in the cafe (where they served mutton regularly) in South Africa that a precocious group of HU Summer Study Abroad students (YEBO! (I see you) to the SA crew!) talked Dr. Carr and I into taking some 60 folks to Kemet 2 years ago. Who knew?
Take it all in, since you never really know when and if you'll get the chance again. And blog often to make those of us stuck here feel, see, breathe, and smell the land of the blacks. Show love to Tariq, Waleed, Faruk, Abdudam, Hatem and the whole HU-Kemet crew. They'll take good care of you....
No matter how much you try, you won't be able to imagine what it will feel like to see the pyramids with your own eyes, to watch the sun rise and set on the Nile, or to experience it all with Drs. Carr, Beatty, and Watkins--easily the sharpest profs from whom to learn about classical Africa.
I and my fellow blog followers await your first impressions and your false door inscriptions.
One love... Dr Williams
(Pixs - upper left: the first pyramids you'll see from the bus; lower left: the Mosque at Citadel en route to the hotel, i.e. your first stop (I bet you thought you'd get some rest after that long flight... NOT!; Rest when you get home); right: Le Meridan Hotel (your home away from home for the next 2 days)
It's time...
- Rhushanda
Take two
*exhale*
Alright. It’s about time I confront this blog after days of shying away from even thinking about the trip to Kemet. Sadly, earlier this summer, I had to decide between two of my biggest priorities: Kemet and Law School. Neither of them is mutually exclusive, but our trip coincided with my mandatory week-long law school orientation. After a few persuasive attempts at having both, I realized I’d have to do what I have to do. I cancelled my trip and now I am sitting here typing as opposed to lugging my green suitcase around –which, by the way, still has a Consolidated Tours tag stuck to it.
The good thing is, I went to Kemet last year (along with repeat offenders Brittani Moncrease, and of course our instructor, Dr. Carr), so I have those experiences to draw from. And to those going on the trip this time, I think you will be finding out soon enough that the fever will set in, and you’ll be planning your next trip while you are there J So, this explains why I was planning on going two years in a row in the first place, and why I was so disappointed that it didn’t work out the way I had planned.
But enough about my little temporary setback! I’m blogging yet again for a few reasons: 1) I can’t stop writing about this stuff, what can I say! It’s too interesting. 2) Blogging will help me connect with my buddies going on the trip, not to mention my partner in crime, Brittani Moncrease (shoutout!) and 3) I want to teach Egyptology one day, and I think somehow, someway, this is good practice.
So, if those going on the trip will have me, I hope that I can be a guest blogger on this site and contribute to the unique conversation that this group will be having. The experience of going to modern-day Egypt and reflecting on Ancient Kemet is special by itself. However, when members our intellectual community to do this – along with their family and friends – a severely rare occurrence takes place. By nature, it is an experience that is intensely unselfish and fraught with duty to share and educate others.
With no phones ringing, no text-message alerts, not enough interesting (or English-language) things on TV, and no time to sit around interacting with your devices anyway, you will rediscover a side of yourself that our generation hasn’t regularly seen since early childhood. You will be able to think, theorize, reflect, imagine, and connect with everything around you. You’ll be on the same wavelength as those scholars of yesterday we revere. Seriously.
To end, I’ll say that Brittani (also my senior-year roommate) and I longed to return to Egypt this year because, for one, we would be able to think again. Think about our purpose, think about our history, think about our pride, and think about the people we’d bring back with us next time. As soon as we started learning, we could only think, ‘Man, we have so much work to do.’
So, yall, have a safe and enjoyable flight, and get even more excited about the clarity and peace that you’ll have on the other side of the water.
Catch you when you get there J
-Ang
An Experience of A Lifetime
The beginning
Voyage to Kemet
Hotep! We have been blessed with the fortunate opportunity to travel to modern day Egypt to see and witness the unique culture and civilization of our ancestors of Ancient Kemet. The opportunity has arrived and we are prepared! Remain open-minded while experiencing the magnificent beauty of the various structures our ancestors laid in the fields of architect, science, math, reading, and literature.
Safe travels to the airport!!
-Sister Stephanie
Philadelphia Education Fund
A few more hours before we take off...
Anticipating a life-changing experience
Gavette Richardson
Sunday, August 1, 2010
One Day Away
Saturday, July 31, 2010
The Return, Beginning, and Revelation
Expectations
The mere thought of visiting the cradle of civilization, which is nestled along the banks of the Nile River, invokes a myriad of emotions. My expectations are high as I anticipate viewing one of the seven wonders of the ancient world, the majestic Great Pyramids of Giza or as I prepare to marvel at the grandeur of Hatshepsut's Mortuary Temple at Deir el Bahri, which is near the Valley of the Kings. The Temples of Ramses II and his queen Nefertiti at Abu Simbel in Nubia have a special allure for me. These two massive rock temples are among the most magnificent monuments in the world. These are just a few examples of the many treasures that will soon be revealed.
At many of our stops, I seek to pour libations to pay homage to our ancient ancestors. Their contributions to humankind in the fields of mathematics, astronomy, philosophy, religion and the arts have long been ignored. They leave behind a legacy of greatness. So, this journey, in part, is undertaken to correct the blatant attempt by many so-called scholars to mis-educate me.
Many individuals that have traveled to Kemet describe the visit as a life altering experience. For people of African descent this is especially true. We must understand that, for the most part, education for African American for more than 400 years has been designed to dehumanize and disconnect us from our rich African culture and heritage. Therefore, it is important that we begin a process of re-education. This is critical to our liberation and achievement. It is never too late to learn and grow intellectually.
I invite all who follow this blog to ponder the images, thoughts and reflections posted by members of this study aboard experience. Not only will it be an unparalleled learning experience for each of the participants, but readers of this blog have an opportunity to share in this journey. I hope that this virtual experience will encourage many of you to plan a similar visit to Kemet.
Lastly, I look forward to meeting and sharing this experience with the others members of this study aboard journey.
Peace and Blessings,
Clarence Jones, CPA
Sunday, August 23, 2009
Home again, home again

Since it was registration week, and I've yet to settle into my new position as Dept Chair, I used the blog one day as a refuge. While staring blankly at my computer screen, trying to figure out how to place 1600+ incoming Freshmen in 64 or so sections of Freshman English (capable of seating 1300 students at best), I saw pictures of the Kemet Krew flash across the screen. So, I clicked, and to the blog I came.