A few hours in, we passed Abu Simbel on the shore.
We’d been waiting to pass this – or rather, I had been, with instructions to
wake Ruth up as we got near – so once we’d seen it, I figured it was as good a
time as any to get some rest. I was definitely glad to have my sleeping bag
with me, it got very chilly on that deck overnight. It was never going to be
the most comfortable night with two of us trying to curl up on opposite ends of
the bench without kicking each other in the shins. But I managed to get more
sleep than I expected to on this ferry from Sudan to Egypt. So, y’know, an hour
or two.
(to be continued)