Next stop, Luxor. I’ve always marvelled at the ability of Irish pubs to pop up in unlikely places. I can now add our dinner venue in Luxor to the list. While some got up for hot air ballooning they later described as their highlight (I regretted not going) the rest of us had slightly more sleep before heading to the Valley of the Kings.
Wow. The tombs of these ancient royals and the stories that went with them had me truly fascinated. When I walked down the stairs into the tomb, battling my conflicting needs to look where I was going so I didn’t eat it in front of my new friends and stare at the preserved hirogliphics and decorations on the walls and ceiling I came upon the huge stone sarcophagus and was uncharacteristically speechless.