(^14) Luxor – Qena – 70 km
En route to Qena, the road again was dotted by numerous police roadblocks requiring
convoy riding. We, nonetheless, ducked and dived along minor tracks and managed to
avoid all the police blocks.
Upon arriving at Qena and finding accommodation, food was next on the list and
surprisingly reasonably priced as Qena was out of the tourist area. Our staple of ful, or
foul, and aish, a brown broad bean dish eaten accompanied by a type of pita bread, was
inexpensive and could be found almost anywhere.
Qena - Roadside camp - 84 km
Qena was primarily known for its proximity to the ruins of Dendaralat, not visited as we
were all ruined out by then. From Qena, Ernest insisted on cycling to Cairo via the Red
Sea Coast, even though I surmised the coast would be extremely windy due to my
previous experience. He was, however, by nature a hard-headed guy and we made our
way towards the coast.
After nearly 84 kilometres, and upon reaching a settlement sporting a police checkpoint
and a few shops, we called it quits as Ernest was unwell. The tents were pitched off the
main road, which turned out a tad in the eye and a noisy affair, to say the least.
leana
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