Sailing the nile

Saeeds home town of Aswan and the Abu Simbel Temples. Marty, Katie, me and Keri. Sporting some stylish go bus egypt fashions !

The Aswan markets where Marty was told he was lucky every two seconds for having four wives. Even so they offered him their mothers in law and grandmothers! heehee
massive i tell u! And us damned christians destroying parts all over the place!

What was meant to be the yuckiest most dreaded part of the tour, turned out to be a definite highlight! It helped that i had emptied my guts on the overnight train the morning before we got on - but it was honestly so so relaxing and surreal. NOt so much for the girls with Egypt bowels but even that added top the excitement and conversation.

The felucca was topless by day and walled and rooved by night to keep out the chills.

Our captains ( Bob and Sadat) cooked us breakfast, lunch and dinner between joints and washed our dishes in the nile : ) Its ok, Saeed and Sadaty showed us that drinking from the nile was no biggy! And honestly it was ten times clearer than our manky Waikato river.