We are in Luxor, in a nice hotel room with six beds and two terrible mattresses. After three relaxing hours or so of working, Dad comes into the room and says, "We're leaving for the museum."
Alright. Apparently the museum closes at three and re-opens at five, so I am faced with having the last half of my to-do list set aside.
Not a nice feeling, since I really wanted to get those things done.
It turns out, that after walking and seeing Luxor for 2.5 hours, that the museum is open from 9 to 5, which means that… well, the gist of it is, we get to come back!
Tomorrow we're off to the Valley of the Kings, another long excursion, and after that, probably something else— temples! And then, Saturday, we take the train to Cairo.
I cannot wait for that train to Cairo.