Notes from a Sandy Spot

With Anne insisting that the calesh driver went SLOWLY, the 2 mile trip to Karnak was much more pleasant than the race through the streets from the station that we had endured the day before. I was looking forward to Karnak because of the amazing hypostyle hall it has although I have singularly failed to take any pictures that come close to doing it justice. I put this down to the fact that we were probably a little tired - having already done the balloon trip, visited the workers' tombs and been to Medinet Habut. Relaxing wasn't yet on the agenda for this trip.




A pleasant dander round Karnak soaking up the atmosphere was concluded by a calesh ride back to the corniche to meet the boat.