Luxor was a nice little town -- one of our best dinners on the trip was in an Egyptian restaurant there where with a couple of days notice the owner fixed us a huge Egyptian feast with molukkiya (a slimy vegetable served as a soup), lots of dips for pita bread, and "big chicken" (he couldn't remember the word for duck).

We went on a "felucca" ride on the Nile -- it was quite pleasant of an evening. You see lots of scenes of village life on the bank and you don't know what's going on or what they are shouting to you.

Storks at a restaurant at the Sheraton.

We took the day train rather than the night train from Luxor to Cairo so that we could see the ten hour pageant of Egypt rolling by. The situation doesn't lend itself to fine art photography but here are some souvenir snapshots -- a man with a modern diesel powered pump irrigating his crops from the canals along the Nile.

An old style water wheel for doing the same thing.

A village and its minaret.

A bright blue mosque.

Again, you have no idea what they are shouting ...

Writing postcards which I hope most of you got. The guidebooks report the success rate from Egypt is about 85%.

An old car.

On to Cairo