Ileana's sick. Happy Thanksgiving!
We saw the Nubian Museum today— walked who knows how long early in the mornning (after a breakfast of bread, soft cheese, and falafel) all the way there, saw the exhibits… found out about the siqua, which is basically a watermill but with oxen or donkeys or what-have-you. Fascinating.
And some interesting jewelry, and an oil lamp shaped like a camel. Beyond that, I have no idea what I saw. I'd read the exhibits about kings and forts and it would all go in one ear and out the other, and I'd be left with a headache. So I looked around instead.
We took a taxi back (ending up somehow in the same taxi as the one last night), and then Ileana began exhibiting Ioan's sickness symptoms. Mom and Dad made her comfortable, then headed off for 3 hours to cruise down the Nile on a slow boat— Ileana slept, I watched The King's Speech, and Ioan played Civilization V.
Tomorrow we get to stay home, to make sure Ileana's fully well enough to tackle Abu Simbel on Saturday.
I'm just waiting to see whether or not a pattern asserts itself. Saturday is the 24th.