Our third day aboard the luxurious Miss Egypt was spent sailing up the Nile. We left Luxor in the late morning, docked briefly to bring on a bunch of rowdy Italian tourists, and continued south.
It was a relaxing day. I spent the morning sitting in my cabin watching the shoreline and writing in my journal.
The locals don't seem to mind the pollution from the river. We were told to not even have our skin come in contact with the water, lest we contract schistosomiasis, and have the runs for the rest our lives.
The highlight of the day was passing thru the Esna lock. As we approached the lock and took our turn to pass, dozens of locals in row boats pulled up and started throwing souvenirs at us at the top deck. I guess they used the honor system because you would yell at them back and forth until you agreed on a price, and then you took the contents out of the bag and put the money inside the bag, tied it up, and threw it overboard for them to collect.
Stu bought a galabeya, a popular style of clothing worn by locals, from one of the boat people for the equivalent of 6 dollars.
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