Back on board
Trip Start Nov 19, 2007
18Trip End Dec 03, 2007
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After lunch, back up on the sundeck, it's great to watch the world go by, we are amazed by the friendliness of the normal Egyptians, be they field hands working on the sugar cane, or a fisherman tending his nets, they all seem to look up, shout hello and wave, it is really nice to witness, as tourists we have no impact on their lives, but still they take the time to acknowledge our existance, espesially warming are the waves from the fishermen, who after all, have to beat a hasty retreat at the onslaught of cruise ships constantly disturbing them at their work. the children seem to take the arrival of a boat, as an excuse to stop whatever game they are playing, shouting and dancing and waving on the riverbank
Approaching Kom Ombo, appearing through the haze of late afternoon, Kom Ombo, hits you right between the eyes, perched on the riverside on a slight knoll, it dominates the surrounding area, the colour is just fantastic, glowing a light orange.
It is difficult to take your eyes off the temple, but the captain is just about to park the boat, it looked interesting enough to divert my attention. ``Well thats easy`` says I. Well not quite, not when there are about another 20 boats vying for position at the same time, quite a tricky manoevre, but we get berthed without mishap, maybe it was easy after all, practice makes a master as they say.
Walking straight off the boat into the double temple. Dedicated to Horus and Sobek, the story is on the lines that Horus, Sobek and Hathor had a bit of a love triangle, the end result was Horus dipped out, but then everything seemed to go bad for the locals, well with their all time golden boy banished, things would go wrong, the only option was to make them all kiss and make up, Horus got Hathors daughter in way of settlement, the natives got a temple dedicated to 2 deities, so I guess everyone was happy. At least Horus was.
Again, one can only wonder at the skill and patience of these ancient, forgotten workers, who toiled day after day
Again, it is the old story, too many visitors at the same time, also, it is impossible to take it all in, due to the departure times of the boats. We had to miss out on seeing the mummified crocodiles and the wall where all the surgical instruments were inscribed. It's now time to depart for the boat, next stop Aswan, once on board we had a little time to relax before dinner and the Galabiya party, fortunately, this just happens to be on Tarjas birthday, promises to be an interesting and memorable evening.
Photos marked ** by Reijo Sirpoma.