Kom Ombo-Templo de Kom Ombo y Museo de Cocodrilos
near Al Manşūrīyah, Aswan (Egypt)
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Kom Ombo...Day 3
Sailing all afternoon from Edfu where we had the opportunity to visit his temple,
Visit to the Temple of Edfu
We arrived at the port of Kom Ombo aboard the Princess Sarah cruise, just in time to see a beautiful sunset.
Nile Cruise from Luxor to Aswan
The frenetic pace of visits and fatigue begin to take their toll. Although we have had a truce during the voyage, relaxing on deck admiring the exotic landscapes and skilful maneuvers for the Top Barca, what I have always defended that must be implemented in cruise ships is missing. Instead of adjusting its duration to the minimum possible, taking advantage of every day for excursions, it is necessary to tend towards a model that contemplates alternating days of activity with others in which relaxation and fun reign absolutely. That is, one day of excursion and another of swimming pool, cocktails and disco. In order to enjoy all the possibilities of an idyllic cruise. Be that as it may, with the temple in sight, I suggest to the guide, half jokingly, that we visit it virtually from the deck, comfortably seated in the hammocks, while we listen to his explanations with the breeze caressing our faces. Since he doesn't like it, he urges us to disembark, which we do by going through several boats, as can be seen at the beginning and end of the track, to find ourselves in what resembles a corralito, which barely isolates us from the vendors, who perched on the fence trying to get our attention. In addition to the well-known "friend, friend", they use names from our homes, "Maricarmen,Maricarmen", "Marta,Marta", "everything for one euro". Price that is never real when you ask, because they usually go from one to ten at the speed of light, entering the procession of haggling, in which they are consummate masters. I must say that adaptation is relatively easy, once you learn to face it. The same does not happen with the tugging at the sleeves and the pleading faces of the children that surround us, demanding help. The police intervene when the siege becomes tumultuous, when some exceed the fence, starring in small confrontations, some skirmishes and several escapes on the run, including clean jumps over the fence. It is evident that the agents are not for jokes and the locals know it. Barely recovering our spirits and composure, we proceed to occupy the Temple of Kom Ombo peacefully, or not. Dedicated to Hareoris, previously mentioned as Horus, and to Sobek. This is represented as a man with the head of a crocodile, sometimes completely as such, he was considered the God of Fertility, of a protective nature, similar to the crocodiles that keep their young in their jaws, and Lord of the Waters. Although the lack of light begins to make it difficult to see where we are walking and what we admire, we stop before the well-preserved bas-reliefs. In some, penises appear, as a symbol of fertility. Others of surgical instruments hint at the variety of techniques and disciplines, which hint at the high medical and surgical level reached at the time. Also a sample of the celebrations agenda, where we see examples of their calendar and the excellent astronomical knowledge they had. Their solar calendar was made up of twelve months of thirty days each, devoting five additional days to worshiping their gods. That is: (30*12) + 5= 365 days. Does it sound familiar to you? Ángel's assertion still seems to resound in my ears. Next to the usual Nilometer, we could see another tunnel, which, reaching the Nile, was used to capture an exceptional crocodile each year to be venerated as a divine representation. Cleopatra's Bath says goodbye to us, with a secret hidden cavity under the surface to heat the water, although legend says it was with moisturizing donkey milk, to perpetuate its exuberant beauty. After a quick passage through the crowded Crocodile Museum, with stuffed specimens and representations of Sobek, waiting for an enormity in the corral evidenceless at the loud shouting, we arrived at the port, where due to its habitual aquatic game the ship has disappeared.
Nile Cruise from Luxor to Aswan
Located a few meters away, we board it for dinner and prepare for the night sailing to Aswan, and the exciting experiences that await us there.
Visit to the Abu Simbel Temple
Sailing all afternoon from Edfu where we had the opportunity to visit his temple,
Visit to the Temple of Edfu
We arrived at the port of Kom Ombo aboard the Princess Sarah cruise, just in time to see a beautiful sunset.
Nile Cruise from Luxor to Aswan
The frenetic pace of visits and fatigue begin to take their toll. Although we have had a truce during the voyage, relaxing on deck admiring the exotic landscapes and skilful maneuvers for the Top Barca, what I have always defended that must be implemented in cruise ships is missing. Instead of adjusting its duration to the minimum possible, taking advantage of every day for excursions, it is necessary to tend towards a model that contemplates alternating days of activity with others in which relaxation and fun reign absolutely. That is, one day of excursion and another of swimming pool, cocktails and disco. In order to enjoy all the possibilities of an idyllic cruise. Be that as it may, with the temple in sight, I suggest to the guide, half jokingly, that we visit it virtually from the deck, comfortably seated in the hammocks, while we listen to his explanations with the breeze caressing our faces. Since he doesn't like it, he urges us to disembark, which we do by going through several boats, as can be seen at the beginning and end of the track, to find ourselves in what resembles a corralito, which barely isolates us from the vendors, who perched on the fence trying to get our attention. In addition to the well-known "friend, friend", they use names from our homes, "Maricarmen,Maricarmen", "Marta,Marta", "everything for one euro". Price that is never real when you ask, because they usually go from one to ten at the speed of light, entering the procession of haggling, in which they are consummate masters. I must say that adaptation is relatively easy, once you learn to face it. The same does not happen with the tugging at the sleeves and the pleading faces of the children that surround us, demanding help. The police intervene when the siege becomes tumultuous, when some exceed the fence, starring in small confrontations, some skirmishes and several escapes on the run, including clean jumps over the fence. It is evident that the agents are not for jokes and the locals know it. Barely recovering our spirits and composure, we proceed to occupy the Temple of Kom Ombo peacefully, or not. Dedicated to Hareoris, previously mentioned as Horus, and to Sobek. This is represented as a man with the head of a crocodile, sometimes completely as such, he was considered the God of Fertility, of a protective nature, similar to the crocodiles that keep their young in their jaws, and Lord of the Waters. Although the lack of light begins to make it difficult to see where we are walking and what we admire, we stop before the well-preserved bas-reliefs. In some, penises appear, as a symbol of fertility. Others of surgical instruments hint at the variety of techniques and disciplines, which hint at the high medical and surgical level reached at the time. Also a sample of the celebrations agenda, where we see examples of their calendar and the excellent astronomical knowledge they had. Their solar calendar was made up of twelve months of thirty days each, devoting five additional days to worshiping their gods. That is: (30*12) + 5= 365 days. Does it sound familiar to you? Ángel's assertion still seems to resound in my ears. Next to the usual Nilometer, we could see another tunnel, which, reaching the Nile, was used to capture an exceptional crocodile each year to be venerated as a divine representation. Cleopatra's Bath says goodbye to us, with a secret hidden cavity under the surface to heat the water, although legend says it was with moisturizing donkey milk, to perpetuate its exuberant beauty. After a quick passage through the crowded Crocodile Museum, with stuffed specimens and representations of Sobek, waiting for an enormity in the corral evidenceless at the loud shouting, we arrived at the port, where due to its habitual aquatic game the ship has disappeared.
Nile Cruise from Luxor to Aswan
Located a few meters away, we board it for dinner and prepare for the night sailing to Aswan, and the exciting experiences that await us there.
Visit to the Abu Simbel Temple
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