2020-02-23

Travels in Egypt


Egypt trip journal

My plans for a trip to Egypt were finally realized in 2012.  Back in 2010, I selected Turkey over Egypt because an earthquake would destroy Istanbul soon, or so said some TV show.  Bad choice – the Egyptian revolution happened, and it wasn’t until 2012 that I felt that things had settled down.
My main concern was political stability, some protests somewhere could force me to change my itinerary and skip some sites.
As it turned out, it wasn’t such a bad decision.  As is almost always the case, the western media blows bad news completely out of proportion.  As a result, tourism in Egypt is way down.  We had the place to ourselves practically!  No waiting in long disneyesque queues, unlimited time inside the sites, a chance to visit some closed tombs, and upgrades in most hotels.
I used a past contact and Tripadvisor reviews to select a local tour agency.  This agency arranged the complete custom itinerary inside Egypt.  From the arrivals gate at Cairo airport until our departure, we were at all times accompanied and taken care of by the agency’s personnel.  At our request, our guides even joined us for meals.  I am reading Taleb’s Antifragile and I realize that this style of coddled-cocoon travel is the very opposite of what he advocates, but this was our first exploratory trip to see the most in a short time – the next trip or trips will be more targeted and independent.
Travelling with a guide is very useful.  Tourism is a significant part of Egypt’s economy, and it has matured into an organized structured institution.  The tourist industry has ensconced itself as an indispensable middleman - most locals do not speak English, nor is it easy to get around on your own as an outsider. Consider that the best museum of Egyptian antiquities is so poorly organized that unless you go with a guide or spend hours doing your homework, you may as well stay home!
The culture too is different enough to be a bit intimidating.  Add to that, the foreigner will be constantly and aggressively hustled by vendors and scam artists at all the popular tourist sites.  If you are not careful and firm, you will waste a lot of time at best, and at worst, get mugged.
To prepare for our trip I read a few guide books, and more detailed books on Cairo, Thebes, and Egyptian history. I also studied a large coffee-table book on the Egyptian museum.  I spent some time researching Nile cruise boats since they seemed to vary widely in quality.  We needed no special preparation for our health since we would be visiting in winter when the climate is moderate.
As our trip date drew near, I watched the political situation more closely.  We had a few anxious moments when protesters breached the walls of the US embassy after 9/11.  For whatever politic reasons, Morsi did not react quickly and firmly, but the US State Dept. yelled at him publicly and things cooled down without the State department issuing any travel advisories.
A couple of weeks before our trip, Morsi did a power grab, the young and the reformers reacted, and there were some violent and noisy protests.  Our travel agency moved us from the downtown Shepheard hotel to Le Meridien in Giza.  Our agent told us that the Egyptian museum would be iffy, as it is located right off of Tahrir square.
We arrived in Cairo after a long uneventful trip via Munich.  Munich airport operates with typical Teutonic efficiency though it is in Bavaria, and is not as busy as Frankfurt.
As we approached Cairo, we passed over a section of the city filled with luxury villas with huge private pools.  Middle eastern architecture is big on ornate arches and domed roofs.  The domes have a reason – they are better at keeping the interior cool.  The villas were surrounded by barren sandy ground and at first it seemed odd to see large blue swimming pools – can these people really afford to waste precious water like this? But over time I realized that all of Egypt is centered on the Nile.  The strip of land a few miles wide around the river holds most of Egypt’s population, civilization, and except for oil and some tourism, most of its economy.
Egyptians have harnessed the waters of the Nile from pre-dynastic times – dams and irrigation provide most of Egypt’s life along the narrow green strip meandering through a featureless barren desert.  So there is really no shortage of clean fresh water.
Traffic around Cairo is horrible.  They drive worse than in India.  We took the ring road around Cairo to Giza.  Lane markers are always ignored, cars and vans weave through the traffic stream, big vehicles tailgate the smaller ones mercilessly, and crossing intersections is a game of chicken.
Security at tourist sites is laughable.  Every site had a metal detector that clamoured loudly when I passed through, and nobody ever batted an eyelid.  The only place they took it seriously was at the luxury hotels where they insisted on scanning my backpack every single time.  And they had a dog, handsome German Shepherd, check our van for explosives.

Pyramids

As in tropical zones, it gets dark pretty fast, in less than 30 minutes, and it was dark by the time we checked into our hotel.  Early next morning, we drew the curtains of our hotel window…. nothing had prepared me for the sight that greeted us.
I have seen photos of the pyramids, I have seen tall and huge buildings and man-made structures, but this was much bigger and incomprehensible than what I had imagined - these huge triangles dominating the view!.  It is hard to imagine a man building something so massive today, it is even more humbling that these were built 4600 years ago, from a time of which we barely understand how they engineered this – it’s enough to make one believe von Däniken.  According to Napoleon’s geeks, the three pyramids together contain enough stone to build a 30cm x 3m wall around all of France!
After that, the visit to pyramids was almost anticlimactic.  As you get close, the sheer size is overwhelming, but up close, the size and volume is obscured by the close perspective.  All three pyramids have lost their dressed limestone facing, and up close they look like a stacked jumble of blocks but the top of the Khafre pyramid still retains its facing, and studying it closely, try to imagine the pyramids with smooth white faces gleaming in the sun, standing alone on the barren plateau.  Add to it the electrum plated pyramidion at the tip!  It would be seen for miles up and down the Nile with nothing to detract from their perfect geometry! (on smog free days).  And Cairo and Giza have a lot of smog pollution from traffic, like any big city in India.
The Giza plateau is home to the pyramids of the pharaohs Khufu, Khafre, and Menkaure, and the great Sphinx of Khafre.  Unlike the pyramids, the Sphinx is carved in place in limestone.  Over time it has eroded and has been repaired and resurfaced a few times, but except for the beard and nose, it is mainly intact.
Even though it was high tourist season, we could visit the burial chamber of the Khufu pyramid.  There is a short rising shaft where you have to walk in a stoop, followed by a long passageway with corbeilled walls and a very high ceiling and which leads to the burial chamber containing an empty granite sarcophagus.  At other times, I can imagine a long line of tourists waiting to get in, a few at a time.
After Khufu, we visited the Solar Boat museum.  This museum is built in place over one of the pits in which the boats were buried.  The boats were discovered disassembled and buried in the pits.  One was restored and is now on display fully assembled.  It is amazing to see the wood and ropes, 4000 years old, still surviving in such a good condition.  Popular theory has it that the boats were never used.
The Giza plateau has a ‘panorama view’ point where one has a grand view of the pyramids, and you can take short camel rides to round out your Egyptian experience, and perchance to fall off and break a bone, or be spit at and bit by your mount.  Camels remind me of Twain’s ‘Innocents abroad’.
The pyramid of Khafre, the son of Khufu, is slightly shorter, but stands on higher ground and hence easily appears to be the bigger of the two; according to our guide, a clever trick only Egyptians are capable of.  We also made a short stop at the Menkaure pyramid.  This pyramid is much shorter but differs in that it was intended to be faced in granite.  Only a few courses of undressed granite blocks were completed, before they gave up; probably because the pharaoh died.
The Sphinx when it was discovered in modern times was buried up to its neck in sand.  The area around it is now excavated but visitors are not allowed up to the edge of the pit; the sphinx and the ‘Dream stelae’ of Thutmose IV  between its paws are out of bounds.
We stopped for lunch at a tourist restaurant near Saqqara.  These are restaurants that cater to large tour groups but serve reasonably good local food.  Importantly, you can be assured of hygiene since most tour agencies don’t want a busload of tourists affected by delhi-belly or mummy-tummy.  The disadvantage is that you don’t get to experience absolutely authentic Egyptian food with an absolutely authentic local ambience, but on the other hand, it is not too far off from the real thing either.  It is here we that we discovered fantastic mango juice.  The mango cultivar is either Alphonso, or close to it, and the juice is pulped mango with no water added!  For desert, the Egyptians also enjoy ripe fresh dates, of which they have many varieties.  The typical Egyptian meal starts with several mezzes and lots of unleavened flat naan-like bread called baladi, but flatter to taste. Popular mezzes are baba ghanoush, hummus, ful, tomato in yoghurt (raita), tuna in cream (tuna salad), fried eggplant, and such.  The main dish is usually rice accompanied by chicken or beef kebab (sheesh) or fish.  Lamb is not common, probably because it is expensive.  This is accompanied by potato chips or fries which the locals enjoy in great quantities.  Rice is cooked in a special way, involving seasoning and some frying – it is not the bland rice of the Far eastern cuisines.
After lunch we visited the Stepped pyramid of pharaoh Djoser at Saqqara.  Stone pyramids were only built by pharaohs of the Old kingdom.  The ones at Saqqara, Dahshur, and Giza are the most famous ones still standing.  The evolution of pyramids goes back to the pre-dynastic periods when people of status were buried in rectangular constructed pits, which evolved into mastabas at the start of the dynastic period, then started differentiating into more elaborate structures by social status.  One theory has it (guide’s facts should never be treated as anything more than theories) the pyramid super structure was an attempt to help the pharaoh on his journey to the Sun.  Imhotep was the architect at Saqqara who built the stepped pyramid, and apparently, he built the stages one at a time, designing a taller structure as the building progressed (you software architects - sounds familiar?). Unlike many modern software systems, the pyramid still stands, and Imhotep was worshipped as a God in the Late period.
pyramid of Amenmehath III
During the middle kingdom, the pharaohs regressed to mud-brick pyramids most of which are in very bad shape or have completely disappeared.  They switched to elaborate underground burials in the new kingdom.
The funerary temple of Djoser is surrounded by many interesting tombs and some small pyramids.  We visited several tombs down the Causeway of Unas.  Photography is not allowed in the tombs to minimize flash damage.  The ban is also necessary to maintain the livelihood of purveyors of picture postcards, colourful expensive books, of the guides and the employees of the Antiquities department who guard the tombs.  The place being deserted, we were allowed access to a couple of closed tombs, and take photos to our heart’s content. All my photos are taken without flash, so I didn’t feel bad about helping the local economy in exchange for some excellent photo-op.


tomb of Irukaptah
In Saqqara, we visited Djoser’s temple complex, the tomb of Mereruka, and the pyramid of Ti ti, the tomb of Irukuptah, also known as Khenu the butcher, the tomb of Neferherenptah with some very interesting raised reliefs, and the tomb of Niankhkhnum and Khnumhotep, also known as the tomb of the two brothers.  Their name over the entry door is spelled joined as Ni ankh khnum hotep.  In the butcher’s tomb, the walls are lined with brightly painted life-like statues.  The reliefs on the walls show everyday life of the common people back in the old kingdom period.  It is an amazing record from the past.  To put this in perspective, at this period, the Indus valley civilization had barely matured, Chinese  and Mayan civilizations would not appear for another 500 years! Vedic Hindu religion was at least 1000 to 2000 years in the future.   I don’t know about you, but it makes  my spine tingle just standing before with something this ancient and well preserved.
tomb of Ni-ankh- Khnum -Hotep
Saqqara also hosts the Imhotep museum which we missed because I had not researched it, and our guide was more interested in completing the day’s program and would not be bothered to mention it.
On another day, we visited Dahshur.  The Bent and the Red pyramids are visible from Saqqara on a clear day.  Most of the important pyramids are located at Giza, Saqqara, Dahshur, and Abusir.  So we did get to see most of the pyramids.  The Bent pyramid, is, well, bent.  Halfway up, its angle slants inward by about 11 degrees.  It is a monument to man’s willingness to swallow one’s pride and accept a blunder.  Halfway up, apparently, they realized that the pyramid would be too tall to be stable, and changes course, so to speak.  The pyramid retains most of its white limestone extremely smooth facing.
The red pyramid is in some ways more perfect than the Khufu and Khafre pyramids.  It is just slightly smaller than the latter, and is the world’s first true pyramid still standing.  Both the Bent and the Red pyramid were built for Sneferu (Senefru, Snofru), the father of Khufu.  Nefermaat, the father of Hemiunu, the builder of the Khufu pyramid, was; by one theory, the architect of Sneferu’s pyramids.
Red pyramid
We went down a long narrow low shaft to the burial chamber in the red pyramid.  Going down was easy enough, but I had my backpack on my back, and on the way back I had to crawl up on all fours.  The shaft leads to a high corbeille vaulted ante chamber.  An entrance near the top of this chamber leads to the actual burial chamber.  The walls of the chamber are granite.  It is not well ventilated and oppressive, and even in winter I sweated profusely.  These places sometimes smell strongly of ammonia.  Some say it is because of sweaty tourists but I suspect otherwise.  I was quite free to take photos as we had the place to ourselves except for hardy young French couple.  Compared to Giza and Saqqara, Dahshur was almost deserted.  In the distance we saw the black pyramid, a dilapidated mud brick pyramid of the pharaoh Amenemhat III, but we did not have time to visit it.
Recently I learned that a pyramidion is displayed to the east side of the Red pyramid, sadly though we were not aware of it when we visited.
Getting back to our first day in Egypt, we rounded out the day by visiting an atelier selling papyri, and a visit to the open air museum in Memphis.  Merchants in Egypt are expert hagglers though their defenses crumble a fair bit when confronted by Indians.  Still, the salesman in the store managed to skillfully separate me from the protective clutches of the spouse, and me from a sizeable chunk of my wallet.
Memphis boasts a colossal statue of Ramses II.  Colossal is redundant when talking of Ramses II, all his statues are colossal, starting with Abu Simbel.  The pharaoh’s names are etched in several places on the statue – talk of insecurity!  In the garden behind the museum, are exhibited several interesting artefacts.

Cairo

The second day in Egypt was spent visiting the sites of Cairo.  On the last day we spent half the day visiting the rest of the sights we had missed on the first day.  We also spent one and half day at the Egyptian museum.
Now, Cairo is a modern densely populated megalopolis, and as such it is hard to imagine that it has a rich and varied past, or if it does, you don’t expect to see much of it.  You would be wrong.  Cairo and its environs go a long way back.
The city itself is sprawling, overcrowded, dirty, and noisy.  A perennial smog hangs over the city, but the Nile runs refreshingly clean.  There are a few high rises, but otherwise, the skyline is dominated by minarets and to the east, by the Citadel.  They call it the city of minarets for a good reason.  The styles of Baghdad, the Syrians, the Ottomans are represented in the minarets, as are the style indigenous to Egypt.  From the simple pencil minarets of the Osmanli, to the elaborately ornate multi-topped minarets of the Burji Mamluks, they are all represented here.  In old Cairo you can climb to a vantage point, say, the minaret of Ibn Tulun, and in one sweep see all the different types of minarets.
Though Cairo itself did not exist as a city during the dynastic periods, nearby Memphis and Heliopolis were significant pharaonic cities.
Fustat
However, modern Cairo did not come into being until the Arab general Amr ibn al A’as set up a permanent encampment - Fustat-Misr.  We stopped by the ruins of Fustat, today a desolate excavation next to a garbage dump.  We also visited the mosque of Amr ibn al A’as
 It has been renovated several times and no longer retains any of the original structure, but it was worth listening to our guide's stories about the period.
Coptic Cairo’s history goes back to the Greek times, and its story is the story of the origins of Christianity, the persecution of its adherents under the Romans, and its firm establishment under Constantine.
Hanging Church
  Egypt has almost as much a rich Christian heritage as Palestine.  Christian architecture in Egypt had a not insignificant influence on mosque architecture. According to our guide, the mihrab was designed by Coptic Christian priests and is based on the church niche. 
The Coptic quarter is a maze of narrow alleys.  In one small area are a Coptic church, a Greek orthodox church, an old mosque, a synagogue.  In the same area is the Babylon fortress which has been excavated and appears to be in a very good condition.  It was built by the Persians when they occupied Egypt, improved by the Romans when they ruled until it finally fell to ibn Al A’s in the 7th century.
The Coptic museum has a large collection of Coptic Christian artefacts.  The highlight here was one of the original Nag Hammadi codices.
Citadel
Cairo really came into its own during the Muslim rule.  It got its current name, el Kahira, during the reign of the Fatimids.  For a long time, the architecture and history of Cairo shadowed the history of the Caliphate as the power center shifted from one city to another.  Finally it was Salah al Din who founded the Ayyubid dynasty and made Cairo the power centre of the Caliphate.  His fortress, the citadel, dominates the eastern skyline.
We visited the citadel, but did not make the time to explore it to any extent.  In fact, we only visited the Alabaster mosque in the Citadel grounds.  We missed out on all the bulwarks and other fortifications in the fort.  The grounds also host the Egyptian military museum, which besides historic artefacts, also displays a MiG-21.  Oh well… next time.
Alabaster mosque
The Mohammad Ali Pasha mosque is built to imitate the SultanAhmet mosque of Istanbul.  From the outside it is not as impressive as the original even though it is faced in alabaster.  The interior is quite impressive, though, again, not as airy, and not as richly decorated, even though alabaster is used profusely.  Part of the problem is that the SultanAhmet mosque is maintained in a much better condition, which I felt was the case in general with all the Turkish mosques, in comparison to the Cairene mosques.   In the courtyard of the mosque is the clock tower, a gift from the King of France.  Every guide I met, including the one in Luxor did not fail to mention how the clock was given in ‘fair’ exchange for the Obelisk from Luxor, and how it never, ever, worked.
tomb of Shah of Iran
We visited most of the significant mosques of Cairo.   The el Rifa’i mosque, a relatively modern mosque, but it houses the tombs of the last Shah of Iran, and of King Farouk, the last monarch of modern Egypt, but otherwise not very remarkable architecture wise.
Adjacent to it is the Sultan Hassan mosque and madrassah from the mamluk period.  It has some fine minarets.  The central courtyard is surrounded by four iwans, one each for the four streams of Islamic religious education, the Qibla iwan also serving as the sermon hall.  The courtyard floor is tiled with various geometric non-repeating patterns.  Like many mosques of the period, the entrance is dog-legged to afford some privacy from the outside world – this being a very crowded densely packed city.
ibn Tulun
The minaret of the ibn Tulun mosque is quite unique.  It has a gentle staircase going up around the outside in a spiral.  Story has it, young Ahmad was absent mindedly playing with a piece of paper, spooling it on his finger when he was approached by his builder in chief asking for the design of the minaret (“you committed to finishing it last week , sir”).  Not to be caught at a loss, ibn Tulun showed him the paper spiral – “design it so !”.  “As you wish, sir”.  Ibn Tulun was the governor of Cairo for the Abbasid Caliphate, and the architecture is said to reflect the style prevalent in Iraq – I wouldn’t know, I haven’t been to Iraq, and given current trends, don’t think I will in this lifetime.   The parapet running around the roof of the mosque has an interesting design.  The sadirvan in the courtyard is itself an elaborate multi-story domed hall.
el Azhar
Two important mosques we did not visit – the famous el Azhar mosque, and the Qalawun complex.
el Hakim
The Fatimid Khilafa lasted about two centuries.  The Fatimids were Isma’ili Shi’ias who originated in the west in Algeria and Tunisia, and ruled from Cairo.  They left their unique mark on Cairo’s architecture.  Not much survives of their legacy, though there has been an effort by their diaspora, the modern day Bohra, to revive the Fatimid legacy.  These include the Dawoodi Bohra returning from Indian to Egypt.  We visited the el Hakim and the el Aqmar mosque.
  The former has been renovated several times and does not retain much of its original work.  Its courtyard has a beautiful polished tiled floor.
The el Aqmar is more of a working mosque.  It has an interesting tympanum over the entrance.  The lintel is constructed of interlocking blocks.  This latter feature, though, is by no means unique to this mosque.   The name of Ali appears prominently almost alongside that of the Prophet Mohammed, something that even our guide found mildly ridiculous (?), objectionable(?) ; hard to tell, but she did get animated when she commented on it, even though she was quite liberal in her view on other matters.
The Mamluks ruled Cairo until power was ceded to the Ottomans.  They were responsible for stopping the advance of the Mongols, defeating Hulegu Khan at Ain Ghalut (Ain Jalut)  in Gallilee.  Ain Ghalut (eye of Goliath) is where at another time David, the future king of the Isra’elis took out Goliath’s eye with a simple catapult.  David was a simple shepherd boy accompanying the army of Sa’ul and Goliath was a giant Philistine soldier - talk of a ten rupee Jezail…  Ain Ghalut is also close to Tel Megiddo where Thutmose III defeated the Canaanites about three millennia before (see The Source, by James Michener).
el Ghouri wekalet
The mamluks are a somewhat unique institution of the muslim rulers.  The devşirme of the Ottomans is a copy of this concept.  Slave warriors rising to power is known in India too, Malik Ambar being a prime example.  But the Mamluks gained true and lasting power in Egypt after the disruption caused by the Mongols.  Among all, they had the greatest influence on the architecture in Cairo.  The Mamluk buildings we visited were the mosque of el Mu’ayyad Shaykh, the mosque and madrassah of Sultan Hassan.  We also walked by the building complexes of ibn Qalawun, and el Ghuri.
Of these, the Mu’ayyad Shaykh mosque is very fascinating.  It is built against the Bab Zuwayla gate which guards the southern entrance to old Cairo.  The intricately decorated minarets of the mosque are built on top of the gate towers.  As was common, the ground level of the mosque is given over to shops and businesses, whose rent helped to maintain the mosque; the mosque itself is situated above it. The doors of the main entrance are ‘taken’ from the Sultan Hassan mosque.  The doors are particularly beautiful, being covered with intricately worked bronze.  Inside, there is a beautiful wooden door with ivory and ebony inlay.  Some of the ceilings in the halls surrounding the courtyard have intricate carving, ivory inlay and gold leaf work.  We also saw a more presence of turquoise in the ceramic decorations.  The roof balustrade is surprisingly reminiscent of the fleur-de-lis, surprising because the mamluks can hardly be considered friends with the crusaders –copyright laws did not perhaps, exist back then.
minaret on Bab Zuwayla
Adjoining the mosque, the gate of Bab Zuwayla is a small museum exhibiting artefacts found in the area and a brief history of the gate.  We went up to the top of the Bab Zuwayla towers, and up the stairs of one of the minarets.  The steps up the minaret were steep and dark with no hand-rail.  Our guide led the way using the flashlight mode on his smartphone.  We usually don’t pass up an opportunity to go to the top of any easily accessible tower, but this time we did not feel inclined to go up past the second gallery.  But we did get a good overview of Cairo.
The ibn Qalawun mosque has a minaret with intricate designs on it marble facing.   Through poor planning and  a misunderstanding, we did not visit the interior – it is, according to our guide, not to be missed.  We walked past the Khanqah of el Ghuri.  They hold daily dervish shows here which we missed; this is the third time in our travels that we have missed the opportunity to watch genuine dervish action as opposed to the entertainment-oriented variants that are common in dinner shows on the Nile cruise boats.
a sabil
Besides these mosques we walked up and down el-Mu’izz Street, a narrow road running through old Cairo and lined with many of the famous mosques and sabils.  The Sabil of Khatkhouda is restored on the inside and is supposed to have a small collection of exhibits.  The place was closed, so our guide went in search of the keeper, found him, woke him from his afternoon nap, only to be reminded that the Sabil was closed for Election Day.  The street is lined with many fascinating shops, including an antiques shop with piles of old cameras and a Remington typewriter.
We spent a morning at the Egyptian museum with our guide and a full day on our own in the museum.  The museum has one of the best collections of Egyptian antiquities in the world. It is the best because it is huge, and has some real jewels, but the Rosetta stone is not here.  Unfortunately, for such a magnificent collection, the museum exhibits are labelled inconsistently, and very often, not at all.  Many exhibits are displayed in poor light, some inaccessibly high up on the wall.  For the most part though, the exhibits are organized thematically. The place is more suitable for ‘connected’ researchers than the casual and amateur student of Egypt.  There is a small book-stall in the museum with a miserable collection of souvenir-grade books – no guide book, no audio-guided tour, no nothing.  Guides abound, and one can see how they benefit from this state of affairs. Two collections are very well displayed – Tutankhamun’s funerary collection and the jewelry excavated at Tanis.  This is where most of the tourists flock, there is not enough time to see anything else in a typical guided tour.
Except for the royal mummies exhibit, we made it a point to visit all the halls in the museum. It was obvious to us early on that we could only hope to do a general survey of the exhibits, spotting notable items if we got lucky.  The sheer size of the museum precludes spending too much time loitering in any one hall.  There are few good comprehensive books to help you prepare for a more targeted programme.  Zahi Hawass has an excellent coffee table book which highlights, maybe, the top 2% of the collection, and we did spend some time on those.   These include the palette of Narmer, the statue of Khafre, the funerary face mask, coffins, and throne of Tutankhamun, and the replica of the Rosetta stone.
Photography is not permitted in the museum, as with all museums.  This is good and bad, good because you focus on actually studying the exhibits instead of trying to record every item, bad because you can’t go back and pore over the ones that caught your fancy.
The museum has a couple of halls devoted to prehistoric artefacts from the Naqada, Badarian, and earlier cultures.  A few halls are devoted to a remarkable collection of well-preserved papyri.  I was also amazed by the collection of models.  These are models and dioramas of humans, boats, animals depicting everyday life in the past – except that these are contemporary models in remarkably good condition.  The museum has a collection of colossal statues in the central hall, many middle and old kingdom sphinxes.  There are many sarcophagi, and a few pyramidions.   The silver coffin of Psusennes and the jewelry excavated at Tanis is also notable.
Towards the end of the day, the last of the persevering, strong-of-leg visitors started leaving, and the place became dark and depressingly empty under dim fluorescent lamps.  The keepers started herding us out an hour before closing time, citing the protests in Tahrir square as an excuse.
I think the only way to visit this museum is to come fully prepared on a second visit.  This means reading a lot of Egyptian history, deciding to focus on a specific period or aspect of its history, and then, for efficiency, hiring a guide who fully understands your area of interest and can lead you to the appropriate exhibits.

The Egyptians

el Mu'izz street
Egyptians are quite friendly, smiling, and noisy.  Like Indians, they get loud and excited when talking to each other, leading others to think that they are seriously quarreling, some of the doubled consonants of Arabic enhance that impression.  Some, especially those in the tourism industry speak English, and some French and German.
Egyptians seem to be moderately religious; most people will take the time out to pray at least once a day, especially on Friday when at least one prayer must be done in a regular mosque.  You see a lot of them kneeling in groups at prayer time.  Merchants lay out carpets in front of their shops for passers-by.  In the desert we saw small prayer rooms by the roadside for passing drivers.  We even scored a good bargain in an alabaster souvenir store because the owner was getting late for his prayers.  I also noticed a strange thing – many Egyptians have a dark spot of skin discolouration on their forehead.  On the first couple of people, I didn’t think much of it, it’s only later I realized that this has to be the result of years of prostrating at ritual prayer.  The more limber ones probably avoid it altogether; others who avail of the opportunity to take a short nap probably attain this badge early on in life.
Most Egyptians don’t drink, and it is not easy to get alcohol in Cairo or non-tourist places.  They do however have a barely passable lager named Saqqara, and a pretty good Merlot called Omar Khayyam.  Non-alcoholic beer seems to be somewhat popular, so be careful about what you order.  Egyptians love Bollywood movies and songs.  The names Amitabh Bacchan and Zeenat Aman were shouted to me by many a vendor.  Egyptian folk music sounds a lot like Indian music in the type of instruments as well as the cadence.  Egypt even had its Lata Mangeshkar, Umm Kulthum, renowned in all of the Middle East, and revered by all Egyptians.
Interestingly, Egyptians, or the ones I talked to, do not sleep until 2 or 3 AM in the morning.  Breakfast and the optional lunch is also shifted forward.  Smoking is also very common besides smoking the Sheesha and drinking tea.  Tea comes in two flavours – the cheap stuff served to tourists is weak drink made with Indian tea bags, and the home made stuff which is very strong and utterly destroys the poor tea leaves with intense boiling and a lot of sugar.  Bedouin tea is similar but adds some unknown weeds to make a sweet relaxing concoction.
Two other drinks I have never seen before – lemon juice is made by pulping rather than squeezing lemon and spruced up with mint – the taste is out of this world.  Karkadeh is hibiscus tea popular in upper Egypt, served hot or cold – try it cold, it is great.
Nubian village
Most Egyptians are similar to Indians in general appearance, though they tend to be a bit bigger in physique.  Skin colour is about the same, though it varies a lot – the fair skin probably coming from central Asia, Arabia and Greece.  To the south, you see a lot of the dark skinned Nubians.  Gender seems to play a big role in skin colour.  Paintings from the ancient times stylistically depict women with a light skin and men in dark brown because men work outdoors and women spend time indoors, centuries of this difference seems to have had an effect - the modern Egyptian women tends to be very fair.  In Bahariya you can see the Libyan influence.  They tend to be darker and thinner, especially the Bedouin.
Egyptians may be friendly, but as a tourist you will be aggressively hustled anywhere you go.  I dealt with this by completely ignoring them and walking past without glancing at them, or at most nodding politely, or a ‘La! shukran’ with  scowl.  If you as much as show a mild interest in their wares, be prepared to waste a long time disengaging yourself from their clutches.  There are also the scams and outright rip-offs.  Travel websites are rife with tales of horror.  Even so, I almost got sucked in a few times.  At Giza, I was approached by an old man.  “Hello, etc, where are you from?”, “Ah Great, my son is in Texas!”, “Here, please take this gift from me”, so saying he placed a few coloured stones in my hand”.  I promptly placed them on the stone ledge, and bade him goodbye.
Another time walking back from Tahrir square to our hotel, we were accosted several times by friendly youths warning us not to go down the road because it was closed by the police, student protesters were coming that way, etc.  Taken in, we listened to the last of these, who offered to show us an alternate route, even helping us to cross the road.  Once across the road, he offered us the information that he was an art student (ring a bell?), the next moment we were standing in front of his uncle’s art gallery (a souvenir shop) and the uncle and our good Samaritan doing their darndest to get us into the store.  Luckily for us, we were outside on a fairly busy sidewalk.  He then offered to take us down a rather quiet side road to his own art gallery.  I saluted them, smiled, and we walked away.
Crossing streets in Cairo can be a bit of an adventure.  Traffic lights are few and far in between, so you have to cross 6 to 8 lanes of heavy fast moving traffic.  It is best to start out with a fully paid up AD&D insurance.  Then watch the locals closely and try to cross in lock-step with them, and most importantly don’t under any circumstance hesitate or falter, or look apprehensively at the driver.  We have three such crossings under our belt, with nary a physical scar to show for it.
Tahrir Square
Curious about the famous Tahrir square, we decided to stroll through it on our own, on the way back from the Egyptian museum.  The square is actually a sprawling open area of uneven shape.  Nearby is the burnt out gutted part headquarters of National Democratic Party, torched by the protesters during the revolution, and never restored.  The square is currently given over to protesters of all stripes.  They have set up tents and offices in the square.  The place is bustling with protesters holding flags and signs, gawkers, commuters, hustlers looking for the rare tourist, and vendors with food carts.  Roads leading into the square were blocked off with concrete blocks and razor wire.  The protesting party apparatus have set up checkpoints, and we had an anxious moment when our backpack was checked, I guess, for weapons.
The third time was at the Valley of the Queens in Luxor where a very old man with no English approached us with a collection of artefacts – I could tell that they were really old and genuine because they were coated in dirt.  He insisted through the guide that they were not fake, the guide and I explained to him gently that that was a bit hard to swallow, but he was unfazed.  In the end I bought a couple of pieces for an outrageous sum, partly out of pity – he was obviously suffering from tremens and wasn’t at all pushy, partly to help the local economy, and partly because the souvenirs were pretty neat – a scarab and a broken Wadjet eye.  And they don’t have a ‘made in China’ label on them.  What more can one ask for?

Upper Egypt

Our trip to Egypt included a visit to Luxor, a cruise up the Nile to Aswan, and a quick visit to Abu Simbel.  We originally planned to take the train down to Luxor from Cairo, but the tour agency advised us to change it at the last moment because of increasing unreliability of the system.
We flew into Luxor, a small airport that hosts international flights.  Of the three days in Luxor, two nights were in a hotel, and the last on board our cruise ship.  The first day at Luxor we visited the Karnak temple, the Luxor temple and the Luxor museum.
Luxor (el Aksr) is the name of the modern city at what used to be Waset, known to the Greeks as Thebes.  Thebes gained prominence towards the end of the first intermediate period when the rulers of upper Egypt established their capital there and launched invasions to the north to bring Egypt under one rule again.
Karnak is probably the most popular tourist site in Upper Egypt.  It is a huge temple complex dedicated to Amun-Ra originating in the middle kingdom. The main entrance to the temple is to the west and was connected to a quay on the Nile by a path lined with impressive Amun-Ra sphinxes. Successive pharaohs added to it, replacing or restoring older structures in the process.
Quay avenue - Karnak
The dominant feature of the temple is the main hypostyle hall built by Seti I and Ramses II.  The grand scale of this hall is impossible to describe in words or with photos – one has to see it in person to appreciate the size of this hall and to wonder at the effort and engineering that went into its construction.  It has 134 massive columns each as thick as a redwood trunk.  It was originally roofed with stone slabs and a clerestory over the central corridor let in light.  Each column is covered in hieroglyphs, as are the roof beams which still retain their original colour.
The rest of Karnak is a maze of shrines and temples from various periods, built by various pharaohs and other rulers.  The Ptolemies repurposed some of the structures, as did the pharaoh Philip Arrhidaeus, half-brother to Alexander the great.  The Copts converted some of the chapels to their own use, defacing the original reliefs and replacing them with their own painting.
Karnak hypostyle hall
The temple has two obelisks of Hathshepsut, one standing, and the other collapsed.  The latter affords you a close up of the tip and gives you an idea of its size.  The day was relatively cool and the temple was not too crowded, but even two hours were not enough to explore even half of the whole complex.  The crowds come by the bus-load on day trips from the Red Sea resorts.  They take in Karnak and return.
About a mile north, Luxor temple is located in the heart of the city.  It is a smaller version of Karnak, and not as impressive.  It was connected to the Karnak temple by a canal which was replaced during the new kingdom by a sphinx-lined avenue. Luxor temple was entirely buried in sand, to the extent that a mosque was built over it.   Today the temple remains partially excavated with the mosque hanging over one of the colonnades.  Here too, as in many ancient temples, you see extensive defacing of reliefs by the Christians – these good folk were seeking shelter from Roman persecution, but were quite intolerant of other cults and religions.  In the grand tradition of recycling, one of the shrines was converted to a basilica of a Roman imperial cult.
Luxor temple
The Luxor museum in the city is a small but excellent museum.  Its collection is displayed with good lighting and labels with long explanations – on par with modern western museums.  Some of the items are also noteworthy, such as the collection of weapons and the models of solar barques.  The museum has an official souvenir store where I bought a book on the museum – after haggling the price down!
The next day we left the hotel at 430 AM for our balloon ride.  We crossed the Nile in the dark in a small boat and arrived at the field where a few other balloons were being prepared for flight.  Because of the political situation, four of us shared a roomy section in the basket, leaving me enough room to swing around with my huge camera lens.

Takeoff was in the dark, but by the time we had climbed some, we could make out Hathshepsut temple in Deir el Bahri.  We floated around for some time watching the sun rise over the Nile. Though it was a clear and cool sky, it was foggy and smoky towards the east.  I got some good photos of the sunrise and the play of colours and shadows on the mountains to the west.  Besides H’s temple which is easily identified, we saw the temple of Seti I, and the Ramesseum, and Carter’s house, and a lot of excavated tombs.
When you are at ground level you do not realize the extent to which this area is pockmarked with excavated or discovered tombs.  From the air you realize the endless task facing archaeologists.
The balloon ride over Luxor is not as exciting as over the eerie landscape of Cappadocia, but you still get a unique perspective of the famous funerary temples.
After the balloon ride, we drove to the funerary temple of Hathshepsut, which we had viewed from the air barely an hour ago.  The architecture of this temple is unique, built in a series of three terraces connected by a large central ramp, with a backdrop of sheer cliffs.  The ramp balustrade on each side is a rampant Horus trailing off into a serpentine Uraeus - remniscent of the balustrades at Angkor Thom.  Especially interesting are the reliefs depicting the expedition to Punt, the chapel to Anubis, the chapel to Hathor, and the Osiride statues of the pharaoh queen.  Next to the temple are the ruins of the funerary temple of Mentuhotep Nebhepetra, founding pharoah of the middle kingdom.
Next we drove directly to the Valley of the Kings.  We had tickets for visiting the tomb of Tutankhamun and up to three more tombs. I had read extensively about the Valley of the Kings, so it was a bit of a disappointment that the best ones were closed to the public.  The tomb of Seti I is of course closed, but sadly, even the Thutmose III tomb was closed.  We visited the tombs of Ramses III, Ramses IV and the dual tomb of Tausert and Setnakht.  All three tombs are rich in wall decorations.  The one for Tausert has the added twist that it was intended for queen Tausert, who was deposed, and the tomb was reassigned to Setnakht.  So you have a mix of inscriptions.  After having read so much about these tombs, the actual visits were a bit anticlimactic because my expectations had been set by pictures from the tombs of Seti I and Horemheb and Thutmose III.
Tutankhamun’s tomb is one of the most popular with tourists, but actually, almost all of its content is in the Egyptian museum.  It does however contain the pharaoh’s mummy, his sarcophagus and inside it, the outermost coffin.  The sarcophagus is made of quartzite and beautiful carved all around, guarded at the four corners by Nephthys, Isis, Serkis and Neith.   If the sarcophagus is decorated on the inside, you cannot see it.  When we visited, there was a horde of high ranking poohbahs from some government department, merrily snapping away with their smartphones.  T’s tomb requires a special ticket issued in limited quantities.  It is probably not worth it – better if they opened some of the other tombs.  After returning I read that Merenptah’s tomb had been opened – that’s definitely one I missed through inadequate research.
Theban lunch
We stopped for lunch at a nice outdoor restaurant nearby.  Our guide grew up in Luxor west bank.  His father was once the mayor of the city, and he seemed to know every other person in the town.  He had even discovered a tomb with mummies in his backyard, knew Kent Weeks, met Zahi Hawass and other important Egyptologists.  The government took away his family home to preserve the tomb sites, as they did a lot of the villagers. His family had to fight a prolonged legal battle to get fair compensation.  Anyway, the restaurant was quite nice, with a vine trellis ceiling and the ubiquitous neighbourhood cats crowding around us for tidbits.
Dendara
In the afternoon we drove an hour north to Dendara (Dandara), site of a famous Hathor temple.  This little gem is off the beaten tourist path.  It is remarkably well preserved, even though it had its full share of Coptic monks who, when they were not sooting up the ceiling with indoor fires, industriously hacked away at the carvings on the walls and columns.  It has some fine example of well-preserved Hathor sistrum capitals.  The ceiling is remarkable with paintings of Nut and scenes of the biannual reunion of Horus and Hathor.  Hathor is the wife or consort of Horus whose temple at Edfu, we would be visiting a few days later. In fact Hathor means House of Horus, and her name is usually represented as a falcon inside the glyph for house.
Half the ceiling is left uncleaned, to highlight the condition it was found.  As with most temples, the sanctum sanctorum is the oldest, and the structures are progressively newer towards the front entrance and the periphery.  Another interesting feature is the juxtaposition of a partial pylon well behind the façade of the hypostyle hall.
The place was deserted except for a couple of small groups so we could take our time roaming the dark eerie hallways and ambulatory.  We could even go down one of the crypts, impossible anywhere else, and take photos to our hearts content.  The crypt was reached by a steep low stairway under a wooden trapdoor – I had to literally crawl to negotiate it.
 In one of the chapels, the walls depict the story of the struggle between Osiris and Seth.  On the rear outer wall of the temple is a rare relief of Cleopatra VII with the Caesarion.
In the courtyard is a Christian basilica where our guide pointed out the several variations of the cross as its shape evolved over time.  Next to it is a Roman mammisi or birth house.
Overall, Dendara was the single most enjoyable temples of our entire trip.  This is because I had not read much about it beforehand,  so all was novel, yet our guide spent enough time on the details, that we did felt that we had done it justice and seen all there was to see.
Medinat Habu
After Dendara, we returned to Luxor where we stopped for tea at the house of our guide’s father, the ex-mayor.  That night we visited our guide’s house and met his wife and kids.  They invited us for dinner, but we demurred.  The medium of teaching in most Egyptian schools is Arabic.  Public schools are not very good, and most middle class parents aspire to send their kids to private schools even though they cost an arm and a leg.  English is the popular school medium bit German and French are also somewhat popular.  Family bonds are strong, and it is expected that relatives support each other in time of need, especially if the person has fallen on hard times through no fault of his own.
That night we checked into our cruise ship.  The next day was again an early start.  Our first stop was the funerary temple of Ramses III at Medinat Habu.  Among the temples on the west side, Hathshepsut’s and this temple are the best preserved.  This temple is notable for its well preserved ceilings and deep reliefs.  Pharaohs did this to prevent future cheapskates from reusing their images and statues.  This is easier than you think.  Egyptian royal art depicted pharaohs with idealized features and perfect anatomy.  Thus, the only safe way to identify a pharaoh is by the accompanying inscriptions, typically a pharaoh has upto five names, glyphs enclosed in serekhs and cartouches.  These they inscribed profusely, and sometimes profoundly.

tomb of  Amenherkhepshef
We visited the Valley of the queens next.  Unlike the Kings’ tombs, hardly anybody visits this site.  Consequently, for a small consideration I was able to shoot photos inside the tombs to my heart’s content.  We had the choice of two tombs, and our guide chose well – I had not researched any except to drool over photos of the Nefertari tomb.  The Nefertari tomb is closed to general viewing.  It is opened occasionally to groups for a small consideration (think $ 3000 per person). And on top of that you also pay the regular entrance fee, our guide noted drily, hinting with a scowl that nobody is sure where the money goes.  
tomb of Khaemwaset
The tombs we visited belonged to Khaemwaset and Amenherkhepshef, both sons of Ramses III.  Both tombs have extensive paintings on their walls.  The artwork is well lit and protected from our touch and breath by glass panes.  The glass unfortunately makes it difficult for photography.  Several guardians of the amduat are depicted in these tombs.
We then visited the tomb of Sennedjem in the workers’ village at Deir el Medina.  Sennedjem was a senior worker in the village.  The walls of his tomb are painted in bright colours.  The burial chamber is vaulted and the entire ceiling and the walls carry illustrations from the Book of the Dead.  Here too we had no difficulty in persuading the keepers to let us take photos.

Our last visits in Luxor were into the tombs of Rekhmire and Sennefer.  At the Rekhmire tomb, the keepers, working as a team directed reflected sunlight onto the walls using mirrors.  This was to help me with my photography – unfortunately the bright sunlight had a spotlighting effect, and I spent a lot of time trying to salvage the photos after I got home.  These keepers are experts at their business.  I had to but start raising my camera before they had the light shining on the exact spot I intended to shoot!  They were also quite vocally upset when I did not tip them lavishly.

The Tomb of Rekhmire, especially is poorly lit, or the keepers kept the lights off on purpose.  It has a long narrow chamber whose ceiling rises upward until the far end is about two storeys high.  The door to burial chamber is in the far wall high up near the ceiling.  This tomb’s walls are covered with paintings depicting everyday life.
tomb of Rekhmire
The tomb of Sennefer is beautifully decorated with a grape vine motif covering the entire roughhewn ceiling.  The good man and his wife are depicted in one scene with especially delicate expressions. “Have you ever seen such a romantic scene!” waxed poetic our guide.
Wistfully we bade goodbye to Luxor and returned to our cruise ship for our journey south.

Nile cruise

After so many days of early morning wakeups and long days out visiting, the Cruise boat was a welcome change of pace.  As our boat made its way slowly up the Nile, we lazed around on the open top deck in small lounging cabanas.  These are like the ones you see in fancy beach resorts, except that they are open to the view of the river bank.  We spent many hours there, relaxing, talking, watching the country side go by, photographing the landscape, and the frequent water birds, drinking tea, and in general leading the life of a sloth.  Imagine the river bank with its ever changing green scenery, the harsh yellow desert hills in the distance.  Imagine sunset on the Nile; imagine the villages passing by, the fishermen, the cattle, children playing, and the ever present mosque with its minaret.  Imagine too the frequent cruise boats crossing us going down river.
Sudan
 Among them I spotted the Sudan, a paddle boat which reminded me of the movie “Khartoum” – Agatha Christie sailed on her and it is now a luxury cruise boat.  At other times vendors rowed out to our boat, hooked up, and tried selling their wares, tossing towels up to the top deck to prospective customers.  As we progressed up the Nile, feluccas became a more common sight.
We spent two days sailing, Luxor to Edfu overnight, passing through the Esna locks after dark.  Edfu to Kom Ombo after lunch, a short stop, then overnight to Aswan.  The last two days were spent docked in Aswan, and on the last day they kindly let us hang out on board until it was time for our flight back to Cairo.
Sailing on a small cruise boat is nothing like sailing on a large ocean going cruise ship.   For one, you can feel the boat moving, and the diesels vibrating.  On a big boat everything is massive and impersonal with constant stream of entertainment.  Here we had a dervish show and a belly dancer one night – that’s it.  The passengers were mixed bag, about 3 or 4 large groups from China, Germany and the UK.  One guy, an American had his guitar along and practiced it on the lounge deck.

Life on board was idyllic while the boat was sailing.  Our cabin had a full length window through which we could watch the river go by.  Though the main lobby smelled of diesel fumes, the rest of the boat was quite airy and light.  Meals were reasonably good though they did recycle some of the dishes.  A favourite of the kitchen crew seemed to be honeydew pulp juice – there always was a lot of it, and hardly anybody touched it.  Meals were buffet with one manned station.  The fish especially was quite tasty.  Every meal we ate together with our guide who regaled us with stories of past trips and past clients.
During the trip, I managed a visit to the bridge (or wheel house).  This was a fairly rudimentary affair, with controls for the 3 engines, a radio, and some other gear.  Each engine control combines the power and direction setting.  All props can swivel – this is necessary for river navigation.  I was a bit taken aback by the captain – a quiet, old, toothless man dressed in a galabiya, sitting cross-legged in the captain’s chair sipping tea.  I was taken aback because he didn’t speak English – but on further thought, why would he need to?  He only needed to communicate with his crew, the captains of other boats, and the port masters.  A few crew members hung out on the bridge to watch the scenery and to help the captain.  They made it a point to hail every passing boat with the Aldis.  I suppose they spell out salaam in Morse.
I also scored a visit to the engine room.  I had expected a hot, noisy, dirty and dangerous place - It was noisy alright, but it was clean and they did take their safety seriously!  The ship has three Caterpillar Marine diesels coupled electrically to the props.  The engines connect to the vertical generator through a gearbox.  The generator and the motors are below the engine room floor.  Rest of the room is taken up by the electric panel, the ship air-conditioning, and auxiliary power unit.  The ship purser and the engineer both spoke English but it was too noisy for FAQ.  On a large cruise liner, they would have charged me an outrageous fee for a tour of the bridge, and don’t even think of the engine room – the lawyers would be all over them like the proverbial whatever.
Sanctum sanctorum - Edfu
As I mentioned, we visited the Horus temple at Edfu.  We had to leave early to beat the other groups because the only way to get to the temple is by horse carriage, a tonga in India, a caleche here.  The Edfu chapter of the caliche mafia is quite powerful – they have a monopoly on the tourist transport business, and it tells from the way they demand a hefty tip for their service.  I just scowled at the driver and left our guide to deal with him.
The Horus temple is the complement of the Hathor temple in Dendara.  It has the typical pylon in the front, followed by a pillared open courtyard, followed by the hypostyle hall leading to the sanctum sanctorum.  The last is in good condition and houses a replica of the solar bark.  An ambulatory runs around the inner shrine.  The hypostyle hall’s wall has a serial depiction of the consecration of the temple.  The outer wall has a serial depiction of the epic fight between Horus and Seth.  Seth was worshipped in some areas of Egypt, especially by the Hyksos during their reign.  In other myths, Seth was demonized.
Many of the cartouches are left blank, a common occurrence.  During the late kingdom, pharaohs were deposed and replaced at a dizzying rate.  The craftsmen being unsure would leave the cartouches blank until the last moment.  The purpose of these temples also changed over time.  While the earlier temples were open only to the pharaoh and his chief priests, latter temples were open to the general public upto at least the hypostyle hall. 
Kom Ombo - column
Later the same day, we docked at Kom Ombo.  The temple here is right next to the Nile, a short walk from the boat, and you could see it for miles coming up the river.
The temple at Kom Ombo is dedicated to two deities.  Divided exactly down the middle, the left belongs to Horus while the right is dedicated to crocodile god, Sobek.  The theme here is crocodiles, with a pit for holding them and a sacrificing block nearby.  Dundee would have been right at home here.  There is even a museum overflowing with crocodile mummies of various sizes and state of mummification.
The temple also features a nilometer.  Nilometers were built at several points along the Nile, including one in Cairo.  They were used for observing the high and low points of the water level and were vital for predicting the economy of the upcoming year.
The Kom Ombo temple is more in ruins than Edfu, but has some noteworthy carvings.  A whole side of the temple is dedicated to the art of medicine and healing, including several carvings dealing with childbirth.  One panel illustrated the Egyptian calendar with its even divisions.

Uppest Egypt

At Aswan we woke up at 2:30 AM to join the bus convoy to Abu Simbel.  The convoy is ostensibly for security, but really is a joke.  About thirty buses and mini-vans collected at the starting point.  With police in the first and last bus, the convoy set out with most passengers fast asleep.  There was no effort to stay together, and soon the buses were strung out over miles.  It takes almost 3 hours to drive to Abu Simbel.  I woke up sometime around sunrise to speeding desert scenery.  The desert here is mostly brown sand with black rock.  The road is well graded and maintained.  We got into Abu Simbel around breakfast and joined the throng of tourists that descends once a day on Abu Simbel.
The temple is situated on the banks of Lake Nasser, the lake created by the Aswan High Dam.  This lake stretches hundreds of miles, well into Sudan.  The story of Abu Simbel and its translation to higher ground is well known.  What is not obvious from photos is the sheer size of the statues of Ramses II.  These statues guarded the borders of Egypt from invaders from Africa.  Travelers sailing down the Nile would be greeted by the sight of these fantastic statues and would be suitably awed by the might of the Ramses the great.
There is a saying … Egypt is the Nile… but that is to suggest that Egypt owes all its achievements to the Nile (somehow I feel Jared Diamond would heartily concur).  But if the Nile is munificent, then why did other countries along the Nile not prosper?  After all, Sudan, Uganda, and Tanzania lie along the Nile, and have a milder climate.  Me, I believe that trade and interaction with divers cultures and races played as big a role in the development of the Egyptian civilization.
What is also not obvious from photos is the temple of Nefertari standing right next to that of her husband.  In the niches of its façade stand statues of the queen, standing as tall as those of Ramses II.  Possibly the only time a non-ruling woman is shown at the same height as a man (usually they barely reach the king’s knee).
Inside both temples, one enters a hall with reliefs on the walls and square columns.  In the Ramses temple, the battle of Kadesh is depicted in great detail; however, the reliefs are not well lit.  The central corridor is lined with statues of Ramses in the Osiris pose.  If you inspect the temple walls carefully you can just barely see the joints where they cut the stone blocks to move them.  It is impossible to see the joints on the statues outside.
 At the far end is the sanctuary followed by the sanctum sanctorum with statues of Ra Horakhty, Ramses II, Amon Ra, and Ptah. The last two were the chief deities of Thebes and Memphis, the main cities of Upper and Lower Egypt.  In fact the name Egypt derives from the original name Hath Ka Ptah – the House of the Ka of Ptah.   Egypt has two other popular names.  Another ancient name is Khemet which means black soil in ancient Egyptian, signifying the rich fertile soil around the Nile.  The modern name is Misr, which in Arabic means ‘protected from all sides’, but there are other theories.
We sat outside in the warm sun eating breakfast while our guide did his spiel – guides and cameras are not allowed inside either temple.  The convoy back was a much disorganized affair and I doubt that it was properly bracketed.  Around 11 AM, it got hot enough to start the A/c in our van.  We saw some amazing mirages for a while before it got too hot.  I also got a nice photo of an Air Defense site in the far distance.  On the way we passed bus stands in the middle of nowhere, brightly coloured checkpoints, and a burnt-out bus.
The city of Aswan is an attractive city in winter.  It has a summer resort feel to it.   The sandy hills to the west slope right down to the river, and across from the city are dotted with tombs of nobles.  The west side is barren desert in sharp contrast to the green cool islands and the east side.  Feluccas sail lazily by carrying tourists.  Jetties and cruise ships line the bank on the east side.  Further up river, one can see the Aswan dam, the Nubian village, and the Aswan high dam.  Had I done my research, I would have planned on spending longer here.  I missed the Nubian museum, and Elephantine Island.  I could have hiked up to the tombs of nobles, and the monastery of St Simeon.
Life in Aswan moves at a slow pace.  The people here are also different, more laid back, perhaps less friendly.  We went to the market to buy some spices.  Egyptian spices are supposed to be very good, after all the spice market in Istanbul is called the Egyptian market, but for whatever reason, we were disappointed by the variety and quality of the spices on sale.
That afternoon we took a boat ride to the Nubian village.  We were supposed to sail part of the way in a felucca.  Well, the felucca had other ideas.  After barely pulling out into the stream, the wind died down and we stopped still in the water, while one crew member quietly went about un raveling a cloth bundle and laying out his souvenirs for our perusal – no aggressive bargaining though.  The old man handed us one item after another silently.  A pair of kids in a makeshift bucket boat paddled past us singing atrocious renditions of Christmas carols angling for appreciative baksheesh – with a start I realized that Christmas was barely a week away.
Ibis
After fuming impatiently, the boat that was supposed to take us on the second leg, pulled over and gave us a tow until we were in the middle of the river.  A gentle breeze moved us a few yards and then died out.  After one more tow, the guide finally suggested that it was getting late and perhaps we should cut our felucca experience short.  We transferred to the motor boat in the middle of the river and continued our journey upstream at a more modern pace.  We passed a lot of birds on the trip – grey herons, squacco herons, kingfishers, egrets, cormorants, gallinules, and several species I could not identify.  I had a great time taking photos.  The boatman had done this before – whenever he saw a bird or he saw me even hint at raising my camera, he would slow down to a crawl or stop.  We made our way past the boulders of Elephantine, and up the first cataract at a stop and go pace, and got to the Nubian village as the sun was going down.
The Nubian village is inhabited by Nubians in colourful adobe huts.  The place is a tourist trap, but not in a totally bad sense.  Our guide took us to a house where a jolly black lady served us some good tea,  and tried to impress us with her collection of captive crocodiles.  The crocs are there solely to entertain tourists. We walked around the house, looked at some souvenirs, bought some, tipped her for the tea, and left.  The Nubians spread sand on their rooftop terrace to keep the rooms underneath cool.  Like in India, they use porous clay pots to keep the water cool.  And actually we found the souvenirs quite attractive and inexpensive.
Because of the feckless felucca and my avian pursuits, our journey back was in the dark, and we disembarked in near total darkness.
Philae
That night we slept on the boat, our last night in Aswan.  The next morning we had a leisurely late start around 7 AM.  Our first stop was at the Isis temple at Philae.  Philae is a small island just upstream of the Aswan dam.  For a long time, the temple remained submerged.  Tourists could row and swim among its ruins.  Then in the 60s, they built a coffer dam around the temple and relocated and reassembled it on the island.  It boggles the mind to think of the effort that must have gone into painstakingly label and move every single block of stone.
A small motorboat ride took us to the island.  At the temple of Isis, the notable features are the pillars in the fore court –their capitals are all of different designs.  There is significant roman construction here – the gate of Diocletian and the Kiosk of Trajan.  The latter we have already encountered in Turkey at Pergamum.  The temple shows a strong Greek influence.  It also has some remarkable graffiti left by Napoleon’s intelligentsia.
The rest of the morning we visited the Aswan High dam, the Aswan dam, and the granite quarry with its unfinished obelisk.  The Aswan High dam is not very imposing because the broad sloping face hides its true dimensions – in cross section it is a quarter kilometer wide at its base!  Its importance to the economy and survival of Egypt is immeasurable.  It has also created Lake Nasser under which innumerable sites are forever lost.  We drove down the side of the dam to a visitor’s vantage point view of the sluices and the powerhouse.  We drove up and stopped for photos at the top of the dam.  For such a strategically important site, the place seemed to be poorly guarded.  I switched to the telephoto lens on my camera and suddenly there were two soldiers standing behind me watching closely.  With an air of innocence, I turned my camera away from the air defense radar, towards the ancient temple of Mandulis in the distance.  I did manage to get a shot of the radar site later from inside the van.
The older Aswan dam is smaller affair.  We could pull off the road behind the dam for some photos.  Behind the dam is a picturesque marina crowded with colourful boats.  The granite quarry is right in the town of Aswan.  It is the main source of granite for most of the constructions of ancient Egypt.  The granite for the inner chambers of the pyramids of Giza probably came from here.  The unfinished obelisk in the quarry is the main attraction.  The obelisk gives you a good idea of how the ancient Egyptians hewed the obelisk in place.  The crack running through it tells its own story, as does the attempt to salvage a smaller obelisk from the flawed block.  Through the quarry you can see the chisel marks from ancient times.  Strewn around are many diorite rocks used to dress the blocks.
After a late lunch on board our cruise ship, we checked out and whiled away the time on the sun deck until our late evening flight back to Cairo.

The Desert

I had always wanted to travel in the desert, and a three day trip in Egypt in winter was the perfect opportunity.  Our plan was to spend a night camping in the desert, and visit the valley of the whales.  Around these, the tour agency planned visits to several historical sites as well.  We drove to Bahariya Oasis to the south west of Cairo.   This drive was uneventful except for a hour long search for diesel, of which there was an acute shortage.  On the way we passed several oil wells.
At Bawiti, the ‘capital’ of Bahariya, we transferred to a Toyota Land Cruiser, our transport for the next three days.  Our Cairo guide accompanied us, but the driver was a local Bedouin, Baqr.  He was also our cook for most of the meals.  Baqr started out pretty stiff and T E Lawrencesque, but was smiling and joking in English by the end of our trip.
Black desert
Our first stop for lunch was at the small wadi of el Hez.  Lunch was served on a low table on the floor, with a spring water gutter running through the room right next to us.  An important soccer game was on, and there was crowd around the TV in the next room.  The wife, an ardent soccer fan, wanted to watch, but her presence in this all-male zone would have caused an even greater commotion.  The good folks would have fainted if they had seen her excited cheering and jumping.
Near el Hez we stopped by the Church of St George, which they say is the oldest Christian church in the western desert.  It was in a bad state of disrepair and the keeper warned us not to get too close to it.
We made a short stop at the Crystal Mountain, a small mound streaked with many different kinds of crystals.  We were now in the White Desert National Park, and soon got off the road.  Every time before we went off road, the driver would stop and inspect the tyres.  The off road drive was an amazing experience.  We drove through soft sand, fish tailing and swerving as the driver fought to keep from bogging down.  The few times we got stuck, he had to disengage the differential.  To add to the fun, he drove at high speed over soft sand to avoid losing traction.  The ground alternated between big swaths of soft sand, and exposed bare hard rock.  The western desert has several kind of rock, but the most common is chalk limestone which gives it its name.   The sand is strewn with small nuggets of very heavy metal, probably iron, probably non crystalline haematite.  The nuggets look like animal droppings.  I think these are the residue from the erosion of volcanic rock and not constipated goats.  I am guessing here though, because neither the guide nor I know much of geology.
The landscape of the white desert is unlike the conventional image of huge sand dunes.  Here the landscape is full of sharp rocky outcrops and sand troughs.  Some of the hills have smooth faces that shine blindingly in the sunlight. Most of the though, they are highly eroded rock formations with fantastic shapes.  Traveling here, especially for the first time, we wondered if we were still on planet Earth!  Again, this cannot be described in words.  Photos can only hint at the real thing.  Everybody should visit the desert at least once in a lifetime!  I want to come back here someday and do a weeklong walking safari - I will be a changed man forever for that.
We stopped for photos at sun set, watching the rocks change colour from uniform white through mellow yellow and orange and purple (my photos do not do justice to the scenery).
We got to our camp site well past dusk, but the driver set up camp by the light of flashlight perched on his forehead.  Camp was a simple affair; a windbreak for cooking and eating, and a tent for the two of us.  Toilet and ablution were alfresco.  All camp sites are far apart from each other (maybe half a km) and there are huge rock outcrops, so privacy is not an issue.  Scorpions and vipers though can be an issue in summer.  Though we didn’t notice any in December, I took the precaution of inspecting our shoes carefully before putting them on.
Dinner was described as a barbeque dinner in the open, so I was disappointed by the absence of black goats slaughtered ceremonially and cooked in the sand.  But Baqr did grill marinated chicken over a wood fire, and it was very tasty. The wife won Baqr’s heart by helping with the cooking and washing.
The night had gotten very cold (probably about 40 F), and after dinner we sat around the fire talking for a while.  Baqr had dumped the leftovers a few yards away.  We could hear the desert foxes scrounging through the leftovers that were dumped a few yards away.  I even managed to spot one of them by my flashlight (no, not Erwin).  The sky was clear and for a time, we sat gazing at the stars and the Milky Way.  The guide and I argued over the location of the North Star, until it was settled -unsatisfactorily I might add - by a silly iPhone app.
Baqr made us Bedouin style tea over the fire.  This is tea leaves and a lot of sugar, boiled until the tea stops screaming in agony, and then some.  What makes it special is wild grass and weed they add into the mix.  The tea is relaxing and warms you up.  A Bedouin host will keep refilling your glass unless you place it upside down, good because I liked this tea -it reminded me of sassafras tea I drank once on a camping trip with the Boy Scouts.
The guide and driver slept in the open, I would have loved to, but it was too cold by then for my liking.  We were provided with light sleeping bags overlaid with a thick Bedouin-ish blanket, and this kept us reasonably warm.
The next morning Baqr boiled eggs for breakfast and we had impromptu sandwiches of egg and cheese wrapped in baladi, washed down with canned juices and tea.  Shelling soft boiled eggs is not easy under normal conditions, when your fingers are numb it is a mess, but on the other hand, a hot egg warms your fingers some.
We packed up and broke camp early.  On the way out we passed the campsite of a large Chinese tour group.  They had a long gazebo tent for meals, a row of sleeping tents, and, yes, a portable john.
In the middle of nowhere, we came to the Lone Acacia tree.  These plants survive by putting down roots all the way down to the water table.  Next we stopped at the Ain Khadra oasis which boasts a small spring and a cool palm grove which provides shade to travelers. When we pulled up, there was an off-road cruiser parked near the spring, and the driver was washing out his cookware.  Otherwise, we did not see or encounter anybody in the desert.  We got back to Bahariya around lunch, checked into our hotel, had a good shower and lunch before heading out to the museum of the golden mummies.  Bahariya is the site where they discovered tombs from the Graeco-roman period.  More than a hundred mummies were excavated, of which about a dozen are on display in the museum.  The mummies on display were mostly enclosed in cartonage with paintings usually seen on mummies – Isis, Nephthys, Uraei, etc.  The drawings are not as elaborate as one would find on pharaohs or high officials.  Some of the mummies had gilded wooden face masks.  Greek style and facial features are obvious in the artwork.  They make for good contrast with the older mummies and coffins we saw in the Luxor and the Egyptian museum.
Even though we had the museum to ourselves - the keeper had to open the museum and turn on lights – we could not take photos.  The exhibit room has several surveillance cameras and the keeper would have gotten into trouble.  This is a remarkable difference from the attitude in the mainstream tourist sites – the people of the desert seem more honest.  But the museum is surrounded by a high wall with guard towers, so the government probably feels insecure about the locals.
Nearby we stopped at the tombs of Djed-Amun-iuf-Ankh, the governor of Bahariya during the 26th dynasty, and of his son, Bannentiu.  Both tombs are underground, and reached through a deep pit.  It is interesting how the pharaohs went to great lengths to hide and secure their tombs at Thebes, and the lesser ranking people proudly displayed the entrance to their tombs.  It’s the royal tombs that were robbed and their mummies desecrated, while the lesser tombs remained mostly untouched.
Both tombs were elaborately, if simply decorated, and show the strong outside influence.  The nature and relative importance of the various Gods and Goddesses had also changed, though Osiris still reigned supreme.
There were no surveillance cameras but the keepers did not let us take photos.  For a change though, the guide was allowed into the tomb, and we spent a long time looking at the paintings and discussing them while the keeper watched us patiently in the hot stuffy tombs.  Near the tombs is Alexander’s temple.  This temple was built to honour Alexander the great who is said to have stopped here on his way to Siwa oasis to meet the Oracle.  It is now a small low empty hall with some faint fresco work on the walls.  Even the slab with his name is missing.  In front of the temple are the partially excavated remains of roman era houses.  There are potsherds strewn all around.  I brought home a few but have yet to get them authenticated.
That evening went to the English hill to watch the sunset.  Half a kilometer out of town, and we were suddenly headed up hill on a rough track, and at times off it.  English hill is so named because the British army established an outpost on the top of this hill during the 40s to keep a lookout for Germans trying to enter Egypt south of the Qattara Depression.
The next day started at a leisurely hour.  Baqr dropped off because of personal problems, and we had a new driver.  After a short distance on road, we turned off to a 70 KM drive across the desert to Wadi el Hitan.  It was 70 kms of slow driving through gullies, over and down ridges, over soft sand at places.  Though there were no discernible track there were road signs every once in a while.  After a couple of hours of rattling along, we finally came to the entrance of the valley of the Whales.


Wadi el-Hitan is an UNESCO site which is visited by very few visitors, partly because you can only get there by off-road vehicles, partly because it is in the middle of nowhere, and mostly because it is only of interest to a  those interested in science.  The desert at one time was covered by water.  When the water receded, the ocean floor imprisoned many sea creatures including some long extinct whales.  Over time, erosion exposed the sea floor and the fossils in wadi el-Hitan.
When first discovered, the wadi was strewn with whale skeletons,  of which a few have survived the ravages of visitors.  Many have been moved to a safer place, while others have been left in place as an open air museum.
It was more than an hour of walking around the valley on marked pathways.  We saw well preserved skeletons of the Basilosaurus, a whale that was believed to be a reptile when first discovered. There was a skeleton of a swordfish, and of other fish.  At several places we saw petrified tree fossils, and the remains of mangroves and sea bed vegetation.  The only fossils I had seen before this were the reconstructed dinosaurs in museums.  Because of the special composition of the sea bed, erosion had left some of the rock with weird pockmarked surface.  At other places we could clearly see the mangrove in the layers of rock.
Though the place has very few visitors, it has a small restaurant and a souvenir shop.  We saw at least two other parties while we were there.  After lunch we headed for Qarun lake on our way back to Cairo.  The way out was over a hard desert track to the main Fayoum road.
This was the end of our desert excursion.  Wadi el-Hitan and the white desert were probably some of the most unique experiences we have had in our lives.  The three days in the desert and the three days on the Nile cruise were an invigorating change of pace and focus providing a nice balance to the whole trip.
On the way back to Cairo, we stopped at Lake Qarun at the only waterfall in all of Egypt, and in the town of Fayoum to see the famous waterwheels – but these were merely incidental to our desert trip.  We got back to our hotel in Cairo late in the evening.  Our driver was clearly not used to Cairo and its traffic, and our guide, more interested in chatting with us, got us lost a couple of times.  At the hotel entrance, a scene played out that plays out all over the civilized world.
We stopped at the lift-gate, engine running. The security guard walked over, stared at our driver, and then curtly asked him to turn off the engine.  The disdain for the country yokel was palpable, even in Arabic.  Just a fraction of a second before the dog finished its inspection, our driver started the engine again – cold stare - “Are you quite done?” asks our driver (or its equivalent in Arabic), in a innocent tone – a long cold stare while he considered making an issue of it, before the guard stood off and opened the gate.  Welcome back to Cairo!
It felt funny checking back into a 5-star hotel after roughing it in the countryside, What a change! I mused as I thumped my shoes clean and emptied a heap of sand on the floor in our room, and aired my tired toes.

Conclusion

We left our hotel early in the morning to beat the Cairo traffic.  We bade a sorrowful farewell to our Agency rep – a young kid, engaged to be married, frequenting Tahrir square to lend a voice to the protests.  A wistful farewell to sunny Egypt and a return to a wintry US.
I have visited five of the seven continents, or three of four, depending on how you count them.  My wife has visited six of the seven continents – though I doubt we will put our foot on Antarctica.  We have now visited two of the Seven Ancient wonders of the world.  If revisionism is your game, my wife has also seen five of the seven new wonders.
I have probably stood where our hominid ancestors took on their way out of Africa more than 1.7 million years ago.   I have stood on an ocean bed where whales swam 40 million years ago.
Thinking back, I do not have too many regrets about our itinerary.  If anything, I would have visited Abydos, and Alexandria, and a little more of middle Egypt.  And maybe a little more time in Cairo.  But I will definitely go back to Egypt.  My next trip will be a more focused one and I will come better prepared.

Recommended homework

These are some of the books I read before, and some after visiting Egypt.  These or equivalent books will make your visit that much more enjoyable, though there is a risk of over-anticipation, and of burning out even before landing in Egypt.
Egypt - Insight Guides series gives an overview of the sights, culture, and history of the country.  http://www.amazon.com/Egypt-Insight-Guides/dp/B007R92VJU/
Egypt – National Geographic Traveler series gives a good overview of the sites, but I rely on it to help me pick the most important sites. http://www.amazon.com/National-Geographic-Traveler-Andrew-Humphrey/dp/142620521X/
Cairo, Histories of a city, by Nezar Al Sayyad is an easy read.  It traces the history and development of Cairo and is valuable to appreciating the confusing mix of architectures in this city. http://www.amazon.com/Cairo-Histories-City-Nezar-AlSayyad/dp/0674047869
Valley of the Kings, by Kent Weeks.  You cannot lug this coffee-table size book with you, but is nonetheless very informative and has excellent photographs.  All the more useful since most of the good tombs are closed to the public.  I have the 2001 edition published by Friedman/Fairfax.  ISBN 1-5866-3295-7
The Treasure of Luxor and the Valley of the Kings, by Kent Weeks, Rizzoli Art Guides series.  This one you can, and you must carry with you, if you are without a guide.  It systematically lays out a plan of attack for each site.  http://www.amazon.com/Treasures-Luxor-Valley-Kings-Rizzoli/dp/8854400335
Inside the Egyptian Museum, by Zahi Hawass.  A good book for highlighting the most important exhibits in the museum.  Very useful if you have limited time.  The photographs are excellent, but the binding is awful.  Drool over it after your trip.  http://www.amazon.com/Inside-Egyptian-Museum-Zahi-Hawass/dp/9774163648
Illustrated Guide to the Egyptian Museum, by Zahi Hawass.  I got this after the trip. I wish I had it before.  http://www.amazon.com/Illustrated-Guide-Egyptian-Museum-Araldo/dp/977424608X
The Complete Gods and Goddesses of Ancient Egypt, by Richard Wilkinson.  This is not an absolutely complete list, but then I don’t think such a book exists.  It is useful background for understanding the Dieties and their iconography.  More useful for a referring later at leisure.  http://www.amazon.com/Complete-Gods-Goddesses-Ancient-Egypt/dp/0500051208
The Oxford History of Ancient Egypt, edited by Ian Shaw.  A bit heavy, but gives you the essential historical context for a lot of what you will see.  I am reading it now and very much regret not reading it before the trip. http://www.amazon.com/Oxford-History-Ancient-Egypt/dp/0192804588
Illustrated Guide to the Museum of Islamic Art in Cairo, by Bernard O’Kane.  An excellent guide, but pretty much useless if the museum is closed to the public.  I have a slightly different version form this one: http://www.amazon.com/Illustrated-Guide-Museum-Islamic-Cairo/dp/9774163389

Links to my albums

I have tried to organize my photos by topic to the extent possible, but with an eye on the size of each album.  The result is a somewhat inconsistent taxonomy, but hopefully the titles of the albums will guide you to the ones that would interest you.
All photos are key-worded and geo-tagged with a GPS track logger.  Feel free to borrow or link to the albums or photos.
This URL points to all the albums.  Look for the ones titled ‘Egypt- …’. http://picasaweb.google.com/101807098828204708015
-          Giza – the Great pyramids and sphinx at Giza
-          Saqqara – the temple of Djoser, stepped pyramid and surrounding tombs
-          Dahshur – the bent and red pyramids of Snefru at Dahshur
-          Memphis museum – the Ramses museum at Memphis

-          Coptic Cairo – the old Coptic section of Cairo
-          El Mu’ayyad Shaykh – Mamuluk mosque in Cairo
-          Sultan Hassan complex – Mamluk period mosque and madrassah in Cairo
-          Saladin citadel – the Citadel of Salah u Din in Cairo, Ayyubid period
-          El Rifa’i – Modern (Ottoman) mosque in Cairo
-          El Hakim – Fatimid mosque in Cairo
-          Ibn Tulun – Abbasid period mosque in Cairo
-          Amr ibn ll A’s – Rashidunid period mosque in Cairo
-          Bab Zuwayla – one of the old gates into Fatimid Cairo
-          Islamic Cairo – mostly from the old Islamic section of Cairo
-          Cairo miscellanea – the rest of the photos from Cairo and around.

-          Karnak temple – near Luxor
-          Luxor temple – in town of Luxor
-          Dendara – the temple of Hathor at Dendara, north of Thebes
-          Amenherkhepshef tomb – Tomb of Son of Ramses III in the Valley of the Queens at Luxor
-          Khaemwaset tomb – Tomb of yet another son of Ramses III in the Valley of the Queens at Luxor
-          Sennefer tomb – at Worker’s village in Deir el Medina on the west bank of Luxor.
-          Sennedjem’s tomb – at Worker’s village in Deir el Medina on the west bank of Luxor
-          Rekhmire’s tomb – at Worker’s village in Deir el Medina on the west bank of Luxor
-          Hathshepsut temple – the funerary temple of Hathshepsut on the west bank of Luxor
-          Medinat Habu – the funerary temple of Ramses III on the west bank of Luxor
-          Balloon ride – photos from our balloon ride over the west bank of Luxor
-          Thebes miscellanea – the rest of the photos from Luxor and around

-          Nile cruise – our Nile cruise from Luxor to Aswan
-          Edfu – temple of Horus at Edfu, stop on our Nile cruise
-          Kom Ombo – the temple of Sobek and Harwer, stop on our Nile cruise
-          Boats – Boats we passed on the Nile during the cruise

-          Abu Simbel – the funerary temples of Ramses II and Nefertari, and the road from Aswan
-          Aswan High Dam – our visit to the high dam
-          Philae – Temple of Isis near Aswan
-          Aswan – miscellaneous photos around Aswan including the felucca ride, unfinished obelisk, and the Nubian village

-          White Desert camp – our overnight camp in the White desert national park and the a few other pics
-          Desert – miscellaneous photos from the desert around and on the way to Bahariya oasis
-          Bahariya – photos around the main town town of Bahariya oasis – Bawiti
-          Wadi el Hitan – the Valley of the Whales
-          Qarun lake – Lake Qarun and Fayoum town

-          Birds – the birds we spotted, mostly on the Nile, some need your help identifying
-          Eat and sleep – miscellaneous photos of food, restaurants and hotel rooms


 


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