Luxor Day 2

Ang is home. Her home away from home at least, as we find ourselves once again at her beloved Sheraton. Now I give her a lot of grief over her penchant for cushy hotels, but I have to admit, after spending the night in a glorified closet on the train, and four nights in tight quarters on the boat, walking into a real hotel room with a real bed is a treat. And with the low season beginning here, its dirt cheap, so really nothing not to like.

We’ve slipped into relaxation mode now, so much so that I find it difficult to even find the motivation to pick up the laptop. Combine that with very little to report (save for a blow by blow account of my time reading by the pool), and it will make for a very short post.

The hotel is a few blocks removed from town down a semi-private street, so to walk to anything close you need to run the gauntlet of kalesh drivers (the horse-drawn carriages that are everywhere here in Luxor) and taxicabs. The kalesh drivers in particular are quite persistent, following us down the street telling the same bad jokes about Egyptian Ferraris. They don’t ever cross the line of being really annoying, but it would be nice to walk down the street in peace once in awhile.

Before we left Seattle, we were told about a great Indian restaurant in Cairo that we never got a chance to visit, so when we see one in Luxor that our guidebook recommends, we decide to splurge. A whopping $24 later we walk out stuffed, and head back to the hotel, stopping at a minimart to pick up a few snacks and drinks to take with us (breakfast for two at the hotel costs almost as much as the room so we do draw the line there).

All in all, a pretty average Redmond day for Ang (but with sun), although I can see why she likes it, as the break from a week on full speed is definitely nice.