And lo, the Emperor of Lettuce doth reveal his holy face to the masses.
Here's me, suffering of terrible lack of sleep, at the Temple of Hatchepsut:
Here's me at Abu Simbel, suffering of significantly less lack of sleep, but tired nonetheless:
And here's a close-up of my scary terrorist-face at a Greco-Roman period temple, the name of which escapes me as I was rather tired and disheveled indeed when we visited:
This whole escapade in Egypt took place back during March break, so I look a bit different now. I've shaved, and my hair is now longer and doesn't tend to puff out as much.