The Felucca

Since I've written about the Felucca, I think I've managed to spell it differently each time, but you don't care. At the conclusion of our Aswan trip, we were due to catch a leisurely morning Felucca trip, heading north up the River Nile, stopping and sleeping en-route, then jumping into a bus the next day to our next destination at Luxor (with a few stops).

As we headed north on the pair of feluccas, there was commotion. A pair of pirates were on an intercept course on their surfboards. Turns out they were children, who would attach to the boats and sing loud out of tune songs to us, leaving us very confused.

As sail boats go when travelling up a river, we zig-zagged our way north, stopping now and then to board the support boat for extra soft drinks until after approximately 11km we passed under the New Aswan City Bridge.

Intermission for the sails being dropped to cross underneath the road bridge.

Shortly after, we resumed back to full speed, let the number 2 felucca catch up to us as we stopped at a sandy beach for a short swim.

We did stop another time to enjoy a cooler near sunset dip further up the River Nile, but made sure that the actual sunset was enjoyed whilst cruising.

Once the sun had set we stopped at a nearby pumping station. Which appeared to be repeating every 5 or so km on the west bank of the river. We had dinner, drinks and I became the target of the nearby mosquitoes. The night was alright, if you ignore the proximity to the highway, the train line, the mosquitoes, the pumping station and the inability to actually sleep. In hindsight I would have been fine missing the sleeping portion of this trip. But at least you know I did it, and that's all that matters, right?

Luxor tomorrow...