|'Fixing' the bus|
|Walking to Abu Simbel|
|The beautiful Temple of Ramses II & Temple of Hathor|
While the temples were beautiful, after kissing the ground of our safe hostel in Aswan, we had some doubts whether it was worth the ride home. The ride basically involved us getting back from the temple at 3pm, entering the small town, having a tourist policemen tell us that the next minibus would leave in an hour when it filled up, walking around as the only woman in sight, being videoed on an iphone by some locals, being shepherded onto the van by people who didn't speak English, waiting another 2 hours for the van to pick up locals from nearby villages, having the guy who organised for us to get on the van show us a picture of his bombshell British 'wife' and himself in a balaclava, the same guy asking if we had friends or family waiting for us and wanting to know the details of our travels, the driver refusing to let us off the bus after we had already got on (even with offers of money), driving at high speeds with no lights on a deserted desert road, and having everyone stare at us at the same time. Sorry mum and dad for the hourly checks I made you do!