Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Journey to Luxor

We spent the night experiencing inertia driven tossing and turning on the sleeper train ride from Cairo to Luxor. In fact, if you were lucky enough to get a bottom bunk (no protective guard) and facing the same direction as the train, the chances of falling off the bed in the middle of the night are very good.

It was a rocky ride and having to walk down a longish corridor for a loo visit while getting thrown from side-to-side was quite a physical challenge.

We arrived in Luxor at around 6.30am and boarded the M/S Melodie. Trying to guess our boat from the fleet of boats/cruise ships lined up along the cornish was quite exciting. Ours turned out to be the smallest, but the interior is newly refurbished and just scrapes past Eric's standards. Funny thing is that we have to walk through 4 other cruise ships to get to our ship. The Melodie will be our home for the next 3 nights.

Our horse carriage journey to Karnak Temple was marred by cross ghetto horse carriage vendor fighting/stalement. The south-side horse carriage vendors showed their disapproval when we all hopped into horse drawn carriages owned by the north-side. Not sure what the street rules are but the south-side gang attempted to block our route and thwart our journey. Shouting and a bit of rif raf ensued. Good tourist entertainment for the rest of us.

Karnak Temple is estimated to be as old 4000 BC. Karnak is the site of ruined temples, chapels, pylons, statues etc amassed over 2000 years by various pharaohs, including Tutankhamun's father. It really is a site to be marvelled at. Such history and grandeur. Those ancient Egyptians sure knew how to make their mark. Our 'Egyptologist' guide was a bit of a mad wise man who claims he gave Gough Whitlam a tour around Karnak. He demanded your undivided attention and came down hard on silly tourists who thought it would be appropriate to climb on to the statues. I wish he came down on those silly pubescent tourists who thought it would be appropriate to dress in mini skirts and tiny tank tops. Ugh, it was so extremely inappropriate and wrong.

The afternoon/evening was mostly spent at the local bazaar. We spent 1 hour in literally the first shop at the bazaar. There is still a whole strip of shops to explore

We have a 5am wake up call tomorrow so better hit the sack.


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