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In Sha'a Allah

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Well, after an 8 hour coach journey, which was actually really easy going, we arrived back in Cairo and grabbed a taxi to our hotel in the center island - Zamalek. Quite a good place for £22 a day including breakfast. Nice balcony too, with abundant free wi-fi.

The next day we set off to see the Egyptian Museum - where all the artifacts form various tombs are kept, plus the Royal Mummies. We decided to walk as it doesn't look too far on the map. Not a bad walk but bloody challenging trying to work out how to get up onto the bridge highways to cross the Nile. We made it though :-)


That's all you are going to see. No cameras allowed inside of course!

A mighty impressive collection of stuff too, and we are not really "museum people". The collection from the TutanKhamun tomb is amazing - particularly when you know that he was a pretty insignificant young king, and therefore the collections in the tombs of the great kings must have been mind boggling (all looted of course - there must be some pretty amazing private collections hidden away round the world).

We saw Tut's mask which was every bit as fabulous as you might imagine it to be in the flesh, plus his coffins , one of which is made of solid gold.

We didn't bother seeing the Royal Mummies as they wanted another £10 each and we decided we could give it a miss and live happy lives still.

Suitable knackered we had lunch at the Ramses Hilton then got a cab back and chilled, and enjoyed the US election on telly :-) - That McCain chap is a bit of a nutter!... "We will stop buying oil from countries that don't like us very much" etc etc. Thank god he din't get in - sounded like a real antagonist. Anyhow, America has their black president now (omg! I said "black" and not African American. For goodness sake!! I'm white, some people are brown, some are black. Daftness I tell you. Daftness. I even noticed UK reporters referring to him as black, in the UK, and then "on location" UK reporters in the US referring to him as "African American". How I laughed.

Moving on....

We went to the Islamic quarter of Cairo today - where the best mosques are and also the famous giant bazaar. We hit the mosque 1st, and immediately "picked up, involuntarily" a "guide". He was great although he fleeced us. He showed us all round and explained how all the different groups of Muslims pray in different areas etc.


(Each rectangle in the carpet is a praying spot, pointing to Mekkah)

After a good tour, he offered to take us up the main Minarette - for £3 each. We agreed and gave him a tenner. He unlocked a door and up we went... small spiral stairs just like in a castle, but in total pitch black - a tricky and unnerving experience!

(Just before our ascent)

When we got to the top we got pretty good views of the old city...


At that point he explained that that was as far as we could go but I noticed some more tiny spiral stairs going up further. After little resistance, he agreed and we went on up right to the very top. No poncey hand rails here...Kirstin stayed below :-)

(That's as far as we could go :-) )

.. he then convinced me to let him keep the £4 change for the "orphans" and then had the cheek to tap me up for another £1 backsheesh!

All Mosqued-out we wandered though parts of the bazaar - I say parts - it covers miles, and it is chaotic with people tyring to squeeze past carts and persistent shop keepers.

(the guy on the right REALLY wanted to be in the picture. I took 3 exposures of this shot to get a dynamic picture (which takes a while to setup) and he stood perfectly still, posing. Lol)


Had fun wandering and gawping. Incidentally, out taxi driver dropped us off at the far end of the market and for a long while we saw no other tourists - which was a little unnerving at 1st but the Egyptians have always proved welcoming and friendly. You could tell we were at the "poor" end - the road was mere dirt and littered with rubbish and various liquids - all very "Indy". We knew when we hit the tourist end - proper roads, and huge coaches, and the pestering got worse.

Talking about pestering - it's bee pretty cool overall. We got constantly hassled in Luxor and it got very tiring. "How much for your wife?", "How many camels?", "You walk like an Egyptian sir!". I had a laugh though. The usual banter was , "Where you from?", "London", "Oh, London, very nice place!". I got fed up after the umpteenth time... "Where you from?", "Space", "Ahh, very nice place!".

Generally though, it was just Luxor. Everywhere else a polite no thankyou "La Shokran" does the trick.

Finally, after over 3 weeks here I'd add one more thing. Just about everyone is Muslim here, varying from "mild" to fully "burkha'd" and not one person seemed "fanatical" or "angry". Just the opposite. Strangers frequently greet us with "welcome to Egypt", or "have a nice time in Egypt" and they are not selling anything. We are left with a great impression of the people here.

Probably the nicest thing someone has said to me for ages was our barman in Dahab when we left - "Insallah" - God willing.

Onward and upwards - we fly to Cape Town tomorrow, and it's going to be an amazing journey. You know I mentioned that our flights (that were economy cost) showed up as 1st class? Well, re didn't really believe it, but I logged back on to check our itinerary last night and they still say 1st class, and our seats have been allocated.... 01E and 01F - it does not take a brain surgeon to work out 01 seats are at the very front. I check on their website and looked at the seating plan for our specific plane, and yep, we are in the front seats of the 1st class cabin tha has only 12 seats in total! - business class is behind, with about another 30 seats.

God knows how this has happened!?! - I joined the airline's frequent flyer programme, and entered our codes when we booked, although we have zero miles. Perhaps their system said, "no economy seats left, bump two people who have membership automatically"? Quite odd but we are most certainly flying 1st class. I'm going to shave tonight.

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Map updated

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Nothing exciting. Just a note that I've put our future destinations in Africa in as I'm suspecting internet access will be very limited and it's a bugger to do on a slow connection. Anything on the map that is a dotted line is "in the future" - the lines go solid as the dates pass.

We've found a cheapo hotel in Cairo and are soaking up the city atmosphere until the 7th when we fly to Cape Town to start our African adventure.

I've also edited the template for the blog as it's more suited to larger photos. Should be a little less messed up now!

Oh a note for smokers out there (Yes, I know, smoking kills... etc) - I bought 200 at a shop - you will never guess how much! £3.50. Yep. £3.50 - for 200!!! That's 35 pence a packet. And they are good. So when people tell you your smoking is costing the NHS loads of money in healthcare - total nonsense. I reckon, at 35p a pack, after markting, transport, storage, retail markup, they probably cost about 2-5 pence a pack to make. So when you are paying £6 a pack in the Uk you are giving about £5.95 to the government. Smokers should get VIP private medical healthcare!

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Camels, Horses, Wind and Stools

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Well Dahab is different! - We checked into our hotel - a great place, though very windy - it seems the bit of the gulf we are in is typically windy. A nice hotel none the less.


Notice how the palms are permanently bent? Yep - Windy.

We are definatley in more of a genuine Arabian landscape now.

(Passing traffic)

The hotel room staff leave some great touches (rather than stealing everything, which is nice). We came back one day to find this on our bed....

(We loved the way it was garnished with our water bottle tops - others in our group got various animals, including a heart made of one girl's various washing objects and a teddie bear)

Dahab is a diving and snorkeling mecca. We have done neither yet. A large portion of our group did a 3 day PADI course and they are all delightedly qualified now.

On the second night we paid to go to a "Bedouin dinner" in the desert. We knew it would be a con, but what the hell, the gang was great fun so we knew we had to go.

We drove in a couple of jeeps into the middle of nowhere....

(Dan, Nicola and Michelle in the back of the jeep. Dan ended up on the roof body surfing. The girls screamed. I grabbed a leg)

On arrival is was indeed a con. A made-up tent in the middle of nowhere with a small BBQ. So obviously a tourist trap - a real shame as we hoped to meet Bedouin people (and perhabs buy an obligatory birthing blanket). Still, we got pissed.


We ended up going back into town and getting thoroughly trashed. The last thing I remember is trying to walk into a "club" with a bottle of wine in my hand.

It's very laid back here. Lots of bars along the coast (beach is a little kind...). We are spending all our time in the "sit on the floor" bars and chilling. Wifi is plentiful so I'm doing well on the poker front.



Kirstin went out with Michelle horse riding. She tells me it's the best ever! They got to ride around a lagoon and go as fast as they wanted, on the beach! All for £8 each for 1 and a half hours.


I gave it a miss - my kidneys never forgave me last time I rode a horse.

Talking of health - I ended up getting a doctor to see me as my shits never stopped. I got an injection in my butt, and loads of pills to take, one of which I have since found out is banned nearly world wide. I had some odd side effects. One day I was just plain confused and spaced out. I stopped taking them.

Yesterday I had my 1st recognisable stool! YAY! -in 5 days!!! I'm feeling fine now... and my finger has totally healed, although I still have about 50% mobility in my finger tip. I think it will come back in time.

It's a great place to be. Take a look at the picture below - the coast/mountains you can see - that's Saudi Arabia!


They even have puppies (who I think wanted to get in our back packs)


As I'm typing we have been in the same "floor" bar most of the afternoon, sipping gins and beers and surfing the net. We've moved to a new hotel. Our tour group returned to Cairo for the last 2 days of the tour. We opted out - 8.5 hours in a mini van again. We are getting a proper coach on Monday. then 2 days of Cairo museums and Mosques before Africa proper!

A couple of funny things I remember:

In Luxor, Nicola shouted out to one of our guides, "Mohamed, Mohamed!". 5 or 6 guys came running over! :-)

I learnt some numbers in Arabic, and a week later, we are watching "24" on TV, and a terrorist says, "Haamsa blah blah blah". And I understood the 1st bit!!! Haamsa = 5. And I was right! Who would have known! :-)

Looking forward to Africa now, but no hurry :-)

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Many, Many More Temples....And The Shits

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Moored up in Luxor we hit the many temples on offer. 1st up was the Temples of Karnak. The highlight of the trip so far. Really amazing stuff - more columns than you can shake a stick at, and lots of history to go with them. We were suitable amazed that a lot of the paint is still evident.








There was a small column with a scarab on it. "Apparently" (yeah, right) - you walk round it 7 times and make a wish. Kirstin joined in - the shame of it!


Suitable in awe, and hoping K's wish came true (younger man??) we moved onto the Luxor Temples. Luxor is a little disappointing after Karnak but still pretty cool.


... Then we headed up to the Valley of The Kings - but 1st we had to get our donkeys for our ride, which we foolishly assumed would actually be through the Valley of the Kings. Not so - we just trotted up a main road for 10 minutes. Bloody funny though. Some were clearly out of control and I had the accolade of being the only person to fall off.

(My view from the "dashboard")


(Another random statue at the donkey pick up point)

Excellent fun and we both want a donkey each now. So much better than walking.

Once we reached the Valley of The Kings we chose 3 tombs to see each - this is the place where Tut's tomb is, plus a lot of others. We skipped Tut's as it's crap apparently and you have to pay a whole lot more to see it - a victim of it's fame - there is no treasure inside - it is all in the museum. I can't show you any pictures as they are fanatical about no photography as the flash lights take their toll on the paint. All I can tell you is they are way cool with lots of very vibrant colours and giant coffins (can't spell sarcophagus...?) inside each tomb.

(You can't see inside a tomb but I thought I'd give you a teaser)


The above picture is the steps leading to a tomb where you have to stoop down and clamber though to get in. Amazing paintings and carvings again.

Templed out, we explored Luxor a bit, and finding our favourite restaurant was fully booked we grabbed a horse drawn carriage to , of all places, MacDonalds! - YAY!


The next stage of the trip was to get a mini-van to Hurghada to catch a ferry to Sharm El Sheik. An exciting journey, if not a little worrysome. We had to go in a Police convoy, with two Police jeeps at the back and two at the front, bristling with armed cops in flak jackets and helmets. I guess because we were driving through the desert. The convoy was huge. A good 20 or more coaches, some mini vans, and some jeeps. The police ahead stopped the traffic at every junction so we never stopped ourselves. It was a very impressive sight when we went round long corners seeing loads of our convoy, all zooming along with hazard lights flashing.

This was to be a four and a half hour journey, followed by a sleep at Hurghada, then catch the 3 hour ferry to Sharm, but at the 3 hour mark our new guide told us there was a 70% change that the ferry would not sail due to high winds. What was the alternative I asked? Oh, just another 15 hours in the convoy , driving round the coast line. Not a chance! no way we were going to spend about 20 hours in a minivan, and we made this clear. Our new (hopeless) guide was a little bemused and told us there was no other way. Still, no way were were going to do this.

When we got to the hotel we enquired about flights (Thanks Matt :-) ) - which had no room for 3 days! I think the Gods were looking over us and the ferry company confirmed that all was well at 11.30pm. Thank God!

At this stage I had the shits. I'd had them for about 12 hours and took Immodium to get through the journey.

The next day we caught the ferry - in essence a huge speedboat - and the sea was indeed very rough, we frequently got airborne, and it rocked so much side to side that the view went from sky to all sea through the side windows. A few of the Aussie guys had a laugh sitting on the floor - they'd float in the air and come down with a hard landing when we jumped over big waves. A few of the girls were less happy. Lots of sick bags and very white faces. Poor things.

We are now in Dahab, a laid back seaside resort kind of area. My shits never subsided so I called out a doctor today and got a jab in the butt and some medicine to take. Bacterial infection number 2! (literally)

Oh! - regarding my finger - I got a doc to look at it in Luxor. He told me off for not getting it stitched but it's healing well and I have some dresings and stuff to put on it now. All seems well. Though I'm not convinced I didnt' rip a tendon. I can't bend the last segment of my finger but that may be purely down to lack of use, being bandaged and all.

Tomorrow I think K is organising a horse ride along the beach. I may relax some more :-)

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You Buy! You Buy! You Like? Where You From? 1 Dollar!

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So! - off to a new continent! – Pablo Bazzaco dropped us off at Cornuda train station – just down the road from Pederroba. Quite funny really, we sussed we needed platform 2 – on the other side of the tracks – and I was searching for the inevitable underpass or bridge, only to realise you just walk across the tracks! We looked both ways before crossing.

Then an enjoyable journey to Padova, an hour away. One thing struck me, well, two- EVERY, and I mean every, every house has a wood store (for their fire/BBQ) and every single spare bit of land is used for growing what we think is Maize – for polenta. After that we got the high speed train to Milan, then a bus to the airport. Note: was a bit odd when we left Italy, all the train tracks have been sprayed with something white – no idea, and the sky was really grey for the first time – it felt like getting a train in Zermatt.


Two flights later, after stopping in Athens, we landed in Cairo. One thing struck us as we flew over Cairo – how HUGE it is. You may laugh, but we both had stereotypical images of Cairo being like something out of an Indiana Jones movie – you know, dusty streets with bazaars and horse drawn carts. Such muppets! – it turns out they have a population of 20 million! Over twice that of London.

We met our rep, a nice guy called Mohamed , who I gave far too much money for our Visas in all he confusion at 3 in the morning, and we jumped in our taxi to the hotel. Not any ordinary hotel. We did a search on the web to check reviews – we’ve booked a package so it is all pre ordained anyhow. The reviews are the worst I have ever seen! – such quotes as “Even if you have paid in advance, cancel , lose your money, and go elsewhere – you will thank me!”

As it turns out, on initial inspection, it’s just fine for £40 a night, and they have the biggest pool in the world. We were immediately introduced to the world of “backsheesh” – i.e. tipping for anything and everything. The barman was more friendly than possible, then his friend drove us round the complex (at 4.30am) – opportunity for another backsheesh. I think we’ll get the hang of it.



Day 2: I got my hair cut today – another learning experience! – This time, after the usual “cut throat” trimming, he got a pair of closed scissors, wrapped cotton tightly round the tip and sprayed alcohol on the cotton. I thought he was going to de-wax my ears, but oh no, he, then set it on fire – and proceeded to burn off the hairs on my ears – Bloody hot it was! Very effective though. Then, he got a roll of cotton and formed a little “cradle” of thread in his hands, and used the cotton to pluck the hairs from inside and outside my ears – kind of like in a scissor motion. Very painful indeed but I have been assured my hairs won’t grow back for 2 months now. He even trimmed my nasal hairs.

I was offered a shave too but the cut throat makes me nervous so I declined, though feeling how baby soft my ears are now I think I’ll go for a full shave soon…

So far the Egyptians are proving to be very welcoming and friendly. Also, we can see the great pyramids of Gisa from out hotel roof – a taste of things to come. We’ve got our tour “pre briefing / welcome meeting” in an hour followed by a Nile dinner cruise. Tomorrow we go and see the great pyramids, then it’s an overnight train to Aswan where we pick up our boat for 3 nights (our Nile cruise only actually consists of 4 days on water.. )

(You can see the pyramids from our hotel roof bar)

Day ?...

.. Well, the “Nile dinner cruise” was the con we thought it would be, but good fun none the less, and more importantly it gave us a chance to meet the rest of our group – who are pretty much all 20-something Australians, and a nice crowd too. Dinner was so-so, the wine was a rip off and gave me a dreadful hangover but they had some good dancing – one particular bit where a chap spun around in a circular “dress”, much like a spinning top, for a good 10 minutes without stopping, was the most impressive bit. Time for a good sleep after that.

The next morning we set off in a coach to the pyramids.. at last! – our first stop was the stepped pyramid – though to be the oldest pyramid in existence. When you see it on the Discovery Channel it looks small. When you approach it, it looks small, when you walk up to it, it’s HUGE! – very impressive.



…A bit of history for you – at first they buried their royalty in tombs underground (waiting for their resurrection), but people robbed the tombs, so they build a large square slab of stones over the tombs to protect them. The problem often though, was that the construction was finished before the “owner” had died, and with his new “house” ready, the Kings would have him killed so he could “move in” so to speak. So one owner got clever and told his construction team to keep working, and add another layer on top of the first “slab” – a smaller one this time. Still he was not ready to die, so another slab added, and so on – and you end up with a stepped pyramid.

Shortly after visiting the stepped pyramid (note to self: must add macro in Word to type “Pyramid”) we went to a rather shabby one that is almost unique in that it has hieroglyphics inside the tomb. You aren’t allowed to take pictures, which of course I did. It was a cramped and steep climb down, then lots of stooping, but nothing compared to the tunnels in Vietnam.

(so old, like 3000BC)

(spacious too)

All very fascinating – by the way, the hawkers are as persistent as we’d heard they would be, but we have the knack of looking thoroughly disinterested by now after 10 months of it. I am however tiring of “where you from?”, “London”, “Ahhh! You like David Beckham!?!”. “no – don’t know what you are talking about”. I’ve tried replying, “Austria”, but they know how to say hello in just about every language of the World.

After a lunch break it was off to the Greta Pyramids themselves. Small problem. As we got off the coach I realised I had left my smokes behind and skipped back to the coach, and went for the stairs, only to fall over…. Some advice – and I don’t have much to give. NEVER run up stairs.

I fell forward, put my hands out, and I remember, as I made contact, thinking “Oh my god, my finger is going to snap off backwards!” – it bent back that far. Just in time, my other hand took the weight off but I was in pain, but at the same time relieved as I didn’t hear a snapping sound (I snapped a toe in England and I know the sound well). Then I noticed the blood. A lot of blood.

I turned my hand over to find a cut that ran from one side to the other on the upper segment of my ring finger on my right hand, and it was bleeding like hell. I pulled the slit open to be greeted by the sight of fat and “insidy stuff”. At first I through it was bone and I’d snapped my finger and pushed the bone through (there was nothing sharp on the steps at all) but after some pulling and prodding we ascertained I’d probably not broken it. By now my hands were covered in blood and a crowd was forming.

Fortunately , one of our “gang” is a first aider and before I could blink he had rubber gloves on and was cleaning the wound with salt solution etc. He cleaned it up and put a plaster on – stopping the kind bus driver from trying to clean it with his own tissues. As the gash was (is) on the inside of my finder it is quite easy to stop the bleeding by simply curling my finder inwards. So, happy that it was clean, and knowing not a lot could be done there, we carried onto the pyramids. I didn’t take any pictures. Two of the girls in the group nearly fell over when they saw it open! I doubt you’d want to see. Definitely a stitch job under normal circumstances, but we figured we could deal with it. Healing is healing, and the thing is to keep it clean.

We cleaned it with Iodine (ouch!) and applied a few “butterfly stitches” from a sterile kit we have and put a plaster over the top to hold it all in place, and then bandaged it to keep it clean. I’m on day three now and there is no sign of infection, though I have no idea what infection looks like, other than from films! – no smell and no ganky stuff, and no bleeding so we are hoping it heals in time for swimming in a week or so, though I have my doubts. We’ll see. I really thought I’d lost a finger for a short while! If it looks at all odd we’ll see a doctor, though we are on such a tight schedule with the tour it’s hard to know when that will be possible. (You may notice me holding my hand up in a lot of pyramid photos – now you know why – to stop the bleeding lol!)

Back to pointy things…

(One of the great pyramids)


A spectacular place, if not surrounded by the city itself.


After walking around the great pyramids we opted for the ubiquitous camel rides :- )

(Pretty cool hey!?!)

(yep – that’s me, on a camel, smoking a camel light – oh the irony)

(Something Kirstin has always wanted to do)

It was great fun, we even had a bit of a “camel canter” – tricky with only one hand available, but then it made me ride “western style”!

Pushing on (you have no idea how much they rush you on a tour) we went to see the Sphynx..


All fantastic stuff and a real dream realised.

Getting tired now and still more to do! – it was time for the tour group special of the day, you know, the bit where they take you to some shop and fleece you with tat to take home as gifts. On this occasion it was a perfumery, where they have bottles of flower oil, which they claim is the base to all perfumes. Funnily all their oils were supposed to be the base for all the famous expensive brands. Odd that. Especially when they told us that the big companies just add alcohol and sell it for 10 times more. Seems to simple to me… Still a lot of shopping ensued and the rest of the group loved it.


The host was very entertaining. We didn’t buy anything, but it was enjoyable all the same.

At last, some rest for three hours, then we hit the train station for our overnight “First class” train.


Not too bad – a 14 hour journey in what are basically old fashioned business class plane seats. We got sporadic sleep and marvelled at the scenery – mostly desert and very, very basic stone huts and very, very poor communities. No pics I’m afraid as experience has taught me that pics from moving trains/cars though glass just don’t work.

At last we arrived at Aswan.


By now we are knackered! And the fun continues! – No time for rest – more sight seeing. First up was the Aswan Great Dam.


Not that interesting to be honest, although it is the second largest dam in the world apparently.

Onwards and it was the Philae temple next – located on an island. We took a small motor boat to the island.

(The approach)









Really fascinating again. The temple was actually moved about 50 meters to a new island when the dam was built, else it would be underwater (which it was for a while). The project was started just after I was born. A lot of the carvings have been mutilated – they don’t know by whom, but the assumption is that it was the Christians, who viewed the Egyptian religion as Pagan. A crying shame, but as I said to Kirstin, if it were not for religion, the temples would not have been built in the first place…

No time for rest – next stop was out “Nubian dinner”. The Nubians (translates to People of Gold) are darker than Egyptians and are pretty close to African. We caught a boat to one of their villages up the Nile at night time. A boat, by the way, that could not cope with the currents. The engine conked out and we drifted backwards in currents that I have never witnessed so strong before. There were whirlpools forming!. We had to all move to the back of the boat. We made it in the end.

We walked though dusty streets and entered a Nubian restaurant. Clearly a tourist trap, but on a scale of one to ten in authenticity, it scored a good 8. I think stepping over goat dung added 2 points to that score.


We had a good “Nubian” feast, lots of people including K got Henna tattoos (Don’t worry they come off!), and then it was a boozy sail back with local music and dancing, though the Australians managed to turn it into a very long “She’ll be coming round the mountains when she comes..”. A great laugh.

We checked into our cruise ship. It’s actually great – we have a mini “suite” with living room, bedroom and bathroom, TV, fridge, Air con etc. The priced are steep of course – so when we were in the Nubian village I did a deal and bought 10 beers for 1 UKP each, instead of the 2.8 UKP on the boat. Our fridge is stocked! (we had to smuggle them on :- ) ).

The staff are hilarious. Everyone is on a con. In the restaurant the staff discount your drinks if you pay cash, instead of putting them on the bill, and our young barman explained in very hushed tones that he will run us a private tab and give us “very big discount” at the end of the trip…. We are keeping a diary of all our expenditure! Even the young bell boys blew Kirstin a kiss, and then dumped our bags when we gave them only 10 pence as a tip. So much fun.

I was shattered this morning so I slept in while K visited our first port of call – a temple of some sort, but here is a picture of it from our balcony…


After that, time for relaxing…


Onwards we go… more temples incoming….

… well well well. An interesting 24 hours… First the best bits – we sailed for 3 hours ….

(Take a good look – that’s the last you’ll see of the Nile.. more on that later)

At one stage we sailed past a large village at prayer time and the sound of loads of mosques all chanting their “call to prayer” was really haunting, and loud. I’ve recorded it but by the time I get to upload this blog update I don’t think I’ll have time for video.

Then we hit Edfu temple – really amazing – the best so far. Wall to wall carvings and all on such a great scale. We visited it at night time, which panned out well as all the artificial lighting really highlights the carvings.






Once the temple was done with we haggled some cheapo outfits for the “fancy dress party” on the boat – something my Mum warned me to avoid – but what can you do? Yep, it was crap! – we stayed for 10 minutes ! I accessorised my outfit with two bed covers – looked quite the part.


It really was crap so we all abandoned the party and went on the top deck , froze to death, but drank until 3am.


Part of our motivation to go up top was to see what we could see of the Nile – the reason?... a large Indian contingent on the boat had pre-arranged for us to sail to Luxor (our final destination on the boat) overnight – so they could have an extra day at Luxor. What’s the problem with that you ask? Well.. one big problem… our “Nile cruise” – we did it in the dark! – I’m typing this sitting on the deck, moored to three other ships, a stench of diesel in the air, and our bedroom faces another ship – so it’s pitch black. This was supposed to be our beautiful day on the deck viewing the passing scenery.

We have had in total, three hours cruising in daylight – we have basically totally missed the “Nile cruise” element! Cheeky feckers! The rest of our group is less than amused, and the guide has done a runner. You get what you pay for I guess, but it’s criminal, who is going to get another chance to cruise the Nile?

(That was our view for 99% of the cuise)

We are now officially at war. The next time our guide tries to rush us off a site to go to a parchment/gold/perfume shop we’ll be telling him to take a hike. Oh the fun :- )

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