In Constant Motion

Luka found a hiding place

The Party Train

Aswan Dam. Somewhat underwhelming.

Temple at Komombo

In the white haze of the Egyptian sun moments blend into days and memories evaporate as quickly as our time here. We’re now in Dahab on the Sinai peninsula where we get to chill for five more nights (well maybe not chill, we’re in Egypt) before returning to our lives in Wales. ‘Til now it’s been rush,rush as we moved from one site to another anxious to suck up all the history there was on offer.

A recap: we left Cardiff for a hotel near Heathrow airport and spent one night there, flew to Madrid next day where we spent another night as we had missed our connector to Cairo, flew to Cairo for one night and a ton ‘ sights before catching a train to Aswan, arrived Aswan for a whirlwind tour and then embarked on a cruise ship on the Nile, on The Nile for three nights and got off in Luxor to see their claims to fame, then onto a bus that broke down in a tiny town in the desert, eventually switched to another and arrived late late in Hurghada for a night in an all-inclusive and left early the next morning for an airport and our flight to Sharm El Sheikh where we were met by a Bedouin who drove a nice van and us to Dahab.

Not your typical lie-on-the-beach-in-Puerta Vallarta for eight days. But then it wasn’t meant to be. We’ve been on an adventure since leaving Vancouver and as frustrating and as exhausting as that can be, the only boring parts were the week we spent at an all-inclusive in Tunisia. Even the 12 hours we spent at one all-inclusive on the way here re-affirmed it’s not my preferred way of vacationing. Hated it. But I am tired and pleased we get to sit still for a few days.

OK, not exactly still, but in one place. We actually unpacked our bags last night for the first time. But I’ve got a ‘check’ dive in an hour to re-familiarize myself with the essential points of scuba diving and we have eight dives booked for the next five days. They say some of the best diving in the world is right here so I’m excited to experience diving again and scared shitless something will go wrong.

But that’s enough for today. Tomorrow I’ll write about the slower, cleaner Aswan and cruising on the Nile.I’m posting some pix with this of the train ride to Aswan and maybe a few of what we saw there. Later.