Feluccas, Luxor and Dahab

After three days confined to my hotel in Aswan, I was thankful to be feeling well enough to get out of the place. I hopped onto a felucca for which I was to spend the next two days and nights. Also on board a couple of chilled out Aussies and a Kiwi (Attila, Stu and Jenny), a grumpy German couple (names not important), our rather mad Felucca captain Mohamed, and his mate who funnily enough was also named Mohamed. In actual fact about every second bloke you meet in Egypt is called Mohamed (and I'm not exagerating) and the ones that aren't are generally called Ahmed.

The two days on board the felucca were very peaceful and relaxing, Mohamed cooked us great meals and in the evening we set up fires by the riverside while bongos were played the shesha was passed round. On the second day we pulled up by the riverside and I was entertained by a bunch of kids given their donkey a wash in the Nile. The poor donkey lay down and played dead as the kids dragged it down the bank into the river and then dragged it back out of the river back through all the mud again.

The end of the felucca trip seemed to arrive way too soon, and for the next couple of days we were ferried around a bunch more temples in Kom Ombo, Edfu and Luxor; you can check out the photos if you're interested. By now I was suffering from what is known as temple fatigue and didn't take in the grandeur of the magnificent ancient monuments, the one exception being the Karnak temple in Luxor which most people seemed to agree was the best of the lot. I spent one night in Luxor and have to say it as unpleasant as Aswan and I was glad to get the bus and head to the backpackers Mecca that is Dahab.

The overnight bus to Dahab was an event in itself taking seventeen hours, in cramped uncomfortable conditions, to get there. The journey would've been much quicker except for the numerous ID and ticket checks that went on. There are lots of checkpoints on the roads in Egypt, and Egyptians are very restricted as to where they can and can't travel in their own country, with very few being allowed into Dahab. Although this is not so good for Egyptains, it is good for the travellers as it means Dahab is not full people hassling you and trying to rip you off.

Dahab, on the Sinai coast, seems like paradise after the bustle and hassle of Cairo, Aswan and Luxor. I have the spent the last three days chilling out relaxing and doing plenty of scuba diving. The diving here is great and with it being low season the dive sites at some locations have been deserted. This is a great place to hang out and do absolutely nothing, which is exactly what I intend to do for the next few days.