Boat is moving at last . The Nile is really the life blood of Egypt . There are green fields along side the banks . The desert beyond .

I can now understand how Agatha Christie can write her murder story ” Death on the Nile “. One could sit on the deck and read a book and while the world away .

Weather is so pleasant .

We are sailing up from Luxor to Aswan .I could sit here forever and write and write …..