Temples and more damn temples.

The days of the following week merged into one long day consisting of temple visits in the morning and lounging by the pool on the Sun Deck in the afternoons watching the Nile go by.


This was followed by evenings of exactly the same but with a beer.

To quote the Goons: "Gad it's hot". It was 30°C on the top deck at midnight...

On the first night my wife woke up soaking wet. The air-con pump had failed and all the condensate had emptied onto her bed. She thought about going to reception to complain there and then. She wasn't too pleased when I suggested that the Arabic translation of "My bed is wet" may not get the correct message across.

The next morning we headed off to see the Temple of Hathor at Dendera (north of Luxor).


Everyone was fine about the visit until someone pointed to the back of the boat -


Yes, that really is a machine gun. They mount it especially for the journey from Luxor to Dendera and you moor up four deep when you get there, two boats facing forwards and two back - each with their own gun poking out the rear. Someone said it was a 50mm anti-aircraft gun, someone else said it was 25mm.

Personally, I didn't ask.

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