Survival in the Matzah Wilderness

Yesterday we took a wrong turn and got lost in the matzah wilderness. We trekked for hours in the blinding sun, across the barren, flat sheet of matzah with no water in sight. Suddenly, the plateau came to an end. We stood on the edge of a high cliff, looking into a deep ravine below. Matzah Canyon! (Insert spine-tingling  music here)

Oh no! How will we ever get across?

We followed a wild goat trail along the edge of the cliff. Slowly we made our way down the cliff face, clinging to the sharp crumbly edges until we reached the bottom of the canyon.

At the bottom we had no choice but to follow the canyon’s route. Although we had hours of  hiking along the bumpy, crumb-strewn canyon floor ahead of us, at least it was shadier than the plateau above.

Is it my imagination or are the walls of the canyon getting smoother and less steep? Could we be approaching the mouth of the canyon? And … what’s that blue I see in the distance?

It’s the river! We’re saved!!!!

Photos taken with Canon PowerShot S5 in macro mode. Plot loosely based on a disastrous hike many years ago on which Baruch and I ended up engaged, although we could easily have ended up dead. But we didn’t, so here I am photographing matzah instead of eating it. 🙂