Aswan

Trip Start Apr 01, 2008
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Flag of Egypt  , Nile River Valley,
Tuesday, May 13, 2008

After a 15 hour train ride, we arrived in Aswan to the taxi drivers insisting our hotel was many kilometres away. I really believe they don't know what a kilometre is, but have figured out that if they say a high enough number that people tourists will take the taxi. After settling in our tiny hotel room (but it had air conditioning) we decided to take a long walk around town and find dinner. Jesse found a restaurant in the guide book called the Nubian House Restaurant that claimed to have the best view in town, so we set off to find it. We walked uphill for over an hour and finally did a bit of a loop ending up back at a place we had been before. It was very hot and we were frustrated, so we gave up and took the taxi. The taxi took us back to way we came and turned down an unmarked road to a building that had no sign and told us to go around to the back where, it turns out, the Nubian House was located. We were very annoyed as we had passed this spot 45 minutes earlier. We sat down to have dinner, but the waiter told us that dinner was not served until after the sun set. This was problematic because we were at least 2 hours away from even ordering dinner. We were tired and very thirsty, so we decided to stay. We stayed there at least 3 hours and the food turned out to be worth the wait.

We embarked on the walk back and about ten minutes into our trip Jesse pointed out a large cloud that seemed to be moving in over the city. It wasn't long until we realized that the cloud was actually a sand storm. We were stranded in the middle of nowhere still about 45 minutes walk from our hotel in a sand storm. We were far enough away from the restaurant that it would have been easier to find a taxi if pushed on, so we pushed on. I had sand in everything: hair, eyes, ears, mouth, etc... There was nothing to hide behind; we just had to muscle through. We got as far as the Basma Hotel and a car stopped and asked us if needed a lift. It was so nice of this guy to drive us back into town and then he insisted on driving us directly to our hotel. We thanked him profusely and locked ourselves in our room for the rest of the night.
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