Apparently when I wake up at 5 am, my klutz factor rises sharply. I managed to miss my step at the Edfu temple and crash to the ground. My camera broke the fall to some extent, and even survived. I've got some sore spots but nothing major, thankfully. A little later, John did much the same thing, in sympathy, he said. There's talk of getting us "I fell for Edfu" teeshirts.
But enough about me --
We gathered on the sun deck at 11:30 to watch the process of going through the lock. There were numerous vendors in boats and on the piers, willing to toss various things up to the decks and expect money to be tossed back accurately enough for them to catch.
As soon as we docked at Luxor (known to the Greeks as Thebes), we boarded a bus into the heart of the city. Bill, Teresa and John stayed at the le Meridien Hotel, while the rest of us had a very peaceful sail (and tea)
Back to the ship, dinner, bill paying and packing to leave for home tomorrow.