Like most of my diaries, I appear to get side tracked or sick of writing them at a certain point. From this post on, I have to change the way I share my journey. Instead of pictures illustrating what I've written, the pictures will be the story, and I'll have text with them so you know what you're looking at.
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We're heading for the opposite bank. Boarding a little ferry like the one on the right we start our journey for the day. |
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Aswan Botanical Gardens is on Kitcheners Island. Kitchener is a notorious Governer of Egypt who was less than caring with his "slaves" |
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There were heaps of cats on the island. We were told that they were all healthy but some of them looked terrible. This one reminded me of Mischief. |
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Ange & Bruno - I asked them to get their gansta on to which Bruno replied "what you think this is?" |
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Drew sitting on the bank of the Nile, smoking shisha with the guys piloting the fellucas. This is a couple of hours into the cruise. |
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Traditional farming on the banks of the Nile. |
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Hard, hard life. |
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Image via ACP |
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Fancy dress party on the bank of the Nile. From L-R: Bruno, Drew, John, Sean and Karl |
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Cat |
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Sean and Tambi |
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Tara and John - "Team Ireland" |
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Ange and Joel - This is the look sinister face. |
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The Model Shot - I clearly don't understand what's going on as Ange has the look perfectly. |
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Standing L-R: Me, Joel, Helen & Bruno...Sitting L-R: Teegs and Drew - Image via ACP |
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Dancing around the camp fire. I found the lense speed setting on my camera, and managed to set it to get a photo I really like of some ghost dancing. |
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Lots of drinking had occured by the time the cross dressing had started. From L-R: Karl, Bruno, Glen, Aadrian & John |
After this last photo, things progressed to nude Nile swimming. Not me, I have some shame but there were some sights burned onto my retinas that amuse me still to this day. Needless to say, we all slept well that night.
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