Tonight I'm feeling quite sad for my father, one of the six Australians dead in the Eygpt bus crash (the unamed man) was a good friend of his, and I feel so terrible for him as anyone who knows my dad well, knows that he is a man who chooses his friends wisely, keeps them few, and keeps them close to his heart. And even though I didn't know this man myself except for a quick introduction and chat I once had, I know that he was an extremely smart man who enjoyed his life and work, and it really saddens me that such talented man has had his existence on this planet cut short by a tradedgy like this. I only hope that his companion that he was travelling with pulls through (Appartently, his companion is in quite a critical state).