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He put his feet where there were marks depicting big feet on a stone base with Ramesses’s cartouche written on it. We saw reliefs depicting the ram-headed Khnum himself.

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I only had a custodian who spoke no English to help guide me by gestures. His best was to impersonate Ramesses II, as he sat...

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Presently, however, the sight of a goat grazing in the pile of garbage in the alley distracted him. Forgetting me he ran happily after the goat.

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as he sat on the column bases remaining from a restoration of the Khnum Temple undertaken by that XIX Dynasty Pharaoh.

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From there the garden below looked lush green.

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I visited a house which had turned its upper terrace into a small museum of local flora and fauna called Animalia.

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Down in the alley, a group of women were sitting on the steps of a house, chopping greens in preparation for the family lunch.

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I asked “for what?’ He put his hand to ears and said “baa!” Three Women were washing clothes outside a house.

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At the entrance to another shop, a man called Ahmad Saber had his name, both in Arabic and Hieroglyphic, framed in a cartouche, the way the pharaohs did to protect their names.

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On the television screen, a man was reciting verses from the Qur’an. The owner of a “cafeteria” invited me in to buy a meal.

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... the narrow alleys of the village.

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A large woman in bright red dress said “Hi.” A man was pushing a barrel of hay.

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A rooster crowed. I started to walk through the narrow alleys...

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I walked down the Nilometer’s stone stairs to a small basin which collected the water of the Nile.

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The Romans built a new Nilometer of their own only a few steps away. This served the same purpose for centuries to come.

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