The hotel had a band playing as we walked up the stairs. We were moving and in a crowd, but you can see the lady in the Egyptian clothes at the top of the stairs.
After lunch, we drove back to Alexandria. We did not know it, but we had an extra person on our bus. He was a policeman. With him on board, we were exempt from the speed limits. There were four or five buses going back to the NCL ship. There was a spare bus in case one of the buses had a problem. All of this was to make certain that we got back to the ship by 5:30 for a 6:00 pm departure. Our driver honked his horn a lot at cars and trucks not going fast enough. They reluctantly pulled to the right so we could go by. This guy brought new meaning to tailgating. Anyway, mid way through our journey, another policeman was standing in the road in front of us. He forced the bus to stop and was telling him that they had exceeded the speed limit. Our policeman explained that he was on the bus so that they could exceed the speed limit. The other policeman argued. Our policeman told him to shut up and drove right by him. Of course all this was in Arabic, but the tour guide told us what had happened after we were on our way again. I guess they will sort it out later.
While on the bus, the first day, the tour guide took orders for silver and gold cartouche jewelry. A cartouche contains a person’s name. That’s right, your name in hieroglyphics. By that evening the all the special cartouches had been made. We could pick them up and pay for them.
The next day, the same process was repeated for custom cartouche shirts. You order the shirts and they embroider them on your choice of shirt color and style with your name. This was unbelievable.
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