Thursday, March 20, 2008

Crikey! I hope there are no crocs!

There are no crocodiles below the dam, but my imagination would would not face this fact and tormented me with sick images of being attacked on the fellucca. I have to say that the Nile is an amazing special place, and feluccas are the best way to experience it. Our felucca trip was from Aswan to Kom Ombu. We started out of Aswan and once we had reached the end, peace had settles in. We zig zagged up the Nile and I loved watching the lush palm tree groves just below the looming golden sand dunes. The food was good, but I have a broblem in Jordan and Egypt. I don't like fresh tomatoes and they are in a lot of things. They just make me gag. Also, the Egyptian food makes me gassy and all I want to say about that is the other people on the boat should be damn happy there was a nice breeze and it wasn't closed in. (:]) The fist place we stopped for the night was a little plot of lush green grass with two cows, tall reeds, and alittle forest of plam trees with duomo on them. Duomo is a strange type of fruit that looks like a nut but is sweet on the inside. The outside is brown, smooth and misshapen. it feels like a rock and your teeth have to be very strong as well. The fruid inside is not you typical fruit but just under the hard coating is a little thicket of yellow fur that is sweet. I don't fancy it, but it is interesting. The cows were scary. S.C.A.R.Y. They looked like bones with fur draped over them. I could make out their ribs and their pelvic bones protruded out. If I were interested in studying cow anatomy, without the blood, these cows were the perfect subject. I did not sleep at all that night, Jessica was leeping right next to me and another lady named Christina at my feet were snoring all night long! At one point my body was so tired that I passed out. I was about to punch all the snorers in the face, because I could not fall alseep for hours. Apparently, I snored. Nobdy has ever told me that I snore, but whatever. Perhaps my subconsicous wanted to get back at all the other snorers in the boat. (MUWAHAHAHA) They next day was nice and I thankfull for Ipods. I love to hear the sounds fo a place, but sometimes I just want to experience it to my own beat. Everyone was doing their own thing I took my ipod, walked to the front of the boat, sat down, and cranked up the 90s tunes! The sun would come and go as the biloowing sail woudl move in the wind. Sometimes too much, when you close your eyes and it is like a disco of flashing light, then it turns annoying. Ayob and Jessica were playing cards. Heather and my mom were reading and listening to music. Christina slept. Mustafa was on his cellphone, and Abdu was navigating the boat. I was basking in the sun underneath the sail while listening to musich and casually glancing over at the palm trees and dunes. (Hows that for suave bragging) THe first place we docked was rather shitty and shady. It was shitty because there was trash everywhere and swarms of mosquitoes. It was shady because there were men sitting next to the boat just staring at us. Later, we moved to a nicer place away from the men and trash, but the mosquitoes followed. There were tall bright green reeds that looked like a perfect home for a crocodile. I played out scary images of a giant crocodile busting out of the water and grabbing hold of a deck hand and taking a peice of the boat along with it! We had no human trajic deaths, but things were lost. Heathers sandal was whisked away by the current, and my mom's sunglasses had a trajic drowning outside of Aswan. I did not lose anything thankfully. I would have like to say on the felucca for a couple more days. There is something strange about the prescence of the nile. Maybe it's the fact it has helped the magnificent ancient Egyptians build temples, or that it defys physics and flows up, or that it is in such a romantic setting. I felt drawn to it, that it welcomed anyone to make the river their home. I miss you already.

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