Step Thru, Foot First, Stay on Your Feet, Jump into the Nile

My non airline friends will not understand the title of this entry (a play on the evacuation commands we shout in emergencies), but Stu and Marty and I decided this was an appropriate title for Stu after his accident.

After our day of West Bank sightseeing, we decided we would head to the Old Winter Palace for a few drinks. It is one of the oldest hotels in Luxor, built in 1886, and Marty had fond memories from there when she visited 27 years ago.

Our boat was docked next to others so we had to pass thru various boats to make it ashore. As we were leaving our boat, Stu misjudged his next step between two boats and came down hard on his ankle, spraining it and almost ending up in the Nile.

Being the trooper that he is, he demanded that we still continue with our trek down to the Old Winter Palace. I don't think the pain at set in yet. We made the 2km walk down to the hotel. At first they were not going to let me in, because my attire was too casual, but we bribed the bellman and he let us go in and have a look around. The grounds were very beautiful, with lots of gardens and fountains.

We sat at the rooftop bar facing the street and the Nile and had a few cocktails before we made our way back to the boat.

By now, Stu was really starting to limp and was feeling the discomfort. Once we got back to the room, his ankle had swollen to twice it's size.

Luckily, our next day was a complete day of sailing so we were not going to have any major walking planned, so we had some time to decide if we were going to have to amputate or not.