Larry the donkey

Trip Start Aug 23, 1996
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Wednesday, March 25, 1998

Back in Luxor, we were up at five to cross the river as we had a date with a donkey and the Valley of the Kings. The traditional way for tourists is to ride a donkey. Abdullah, the donkey man, was handing out donkeys to all. He asked for a big strong man, being the modest type, I assured him, that this donkey, Larry, would be mine. I jumped on, the lady holding him, asked for Baksheesh, I said no, she pulled the food away, and Larry was off. I was pulling the reigns, there was no stopping Larry. He was going to the Valley of the Kings whether I liked it or not. A taxi pulled up, and stopped Larry and led him over to some food. Mohammed, Larry's partner, said he would stay, Mohammed turned his back, and Larry was off again. Mohammed once again stopped him and this time led him back to the main group. Once back, we took off. By this stage, Larry Perkins Paste was quite tired and was holding up the rear. If this was going to be maintained, Larry was a certain candidate for the glue factory. On the other hand, Lucy's donkey was feisty in a different way. It would come up behind another donkey, start to bray and then attempt to bite the other donkey's bollocks or bottom. Once bitten, the other donkey would start to kick with their back legs, it was hilarious. Near the finish, Larry Perkins Paste, put on a sprint finish and won the race to the Valley of the Kings. Legend, legend, dead set legend. We had a ticket to see three tombs out of the numerous that were open. It was amazing to see the paintwork adorning the walls. This was impressive, far better than the Pyramids and Sphinx, and still more was to come. We climbed a mountain because our donkeys were up the top. Near them, a Kiwi girl called Nikki, and I were up the front, when we rounded a bend and realised why there is a saying, "hung like a donkey" !!!!! Oh to be hung like a donkey !!!!! We were all then given our donkeys and we had to walk down the other side to get to Hatshetsup temple. Now this temple is famous for two reasons. 1) The Pharaoh was a woman, 2) three months before we arrived, there was a massacre there. A load of Germans had been shot and now tourism was shot to pieces. As we came down the hill, all these kids were coming up to try and sell us stuff. Now realistically, there is only room for you and your donkey, was it my fault that the donkey was knocking them off of the track. The temple was cool, and then we were back riding to another papyrus factory, Egyptian hospitality and that crap, and then Larry was off. Straight back to the corral where he came from. Lucky he kept up the speed and led everywhere, no glue factory for him tonight. We did Karnak temple as well, no Jaws eating cars though !!!!! The following day, we were back on the road, heading for the Suez Canal and then into the Sinai
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