We’re probably cruising at about 100 degrees here, folks. My skin is melting, people keep splashing buckets of water on me because they feel bad — not true.
On the night of the 21st I was supposed to get on a train to Luxor. In the interest of brevity, I will take all the blame here: I got on that train, but fell asleep and missed my stop. I ended up in Aswan. When I got off the train in Aswan, there was no one here waiting for me with my name card. I was worried. I suspected I had missed my stop while I was still on the train, but now, the evidence was adding up. I didn’t have a cell phone or the phone number of the guy who was supposed to pick me up. I waited for about 20 minutes and then someone walked up to me and said “Alex?” I called it a miracle. Somehow they (the hostel and the contact at Luxor) figured out that I had gone on to Aswan, and they had someone there who could help me. I was impressed.
Ultimately, going to Aswan instead of Luxor was not a problem, because Aswan has a damn big dam that’s important to Egyptian history in the 20th/21st centuries. Plus, there was this temple called Abu Simbel, which apparently is a pretty hot tourist destination.
Remind me to read a Lonely Planet book from time to time before visiting places like Egypt. I guess we’ll call it a happy accident, because Abu Simbel was amazing — again, I unfortunately forgot my camera cord, so I will have to add photos later. But for now, just use your imagination (and Wikipedia photos, mostly Wikipedia photos).
I’m waiting for my overnight train which will take me back to Cairo. This time, I’ll do my best to not miss that stop…