We are sailors. We sail.

In spite of being dog-tired, we decided to go on a felucca ride late this afternoon. This involved having to wake Rachel up from her nap, getting her dressed (she and I both had to change out of our smelly throw-up clothes when we got home and she ended up napping in nothing but a diaper), and, since we'd decided to kill two birds with one stone and have dinner on the felucca, ordering pizza.

Don't they just look tired?

Eating dinner

We ended up getting down to the docks a little late and the sun had already started to set, but it was a really relaxing ride anyway, and quite successful when compared to our last felucca excursion.

We got to go further downstream before turning back up and therefore got to see a lot more, like the mansions on the other side of the Nile, fishing/farming boats, and, of all things, a parade!

Little dinghies

Apparently some of the 6th of October celebrations carry over to the 16th of October, since that is when the war really ended. There was a fair of sorts going on with hot air balloons, ultralight hang gliders, and a parade of 6 floats floating down the Nile. We had to wait for the parade to pass before we could dock, which was fine with me because I kind of wanted to watch. I'd never seen a parade on a river before, so it was kind of interesting...in an odd sort of way.

Some of the floats

hang gliders

It was a perfect way to end our very long and tiring day. I'm glad we didn't put it off!

Three generations

Silly baby

Andrew's girls

Daddy and Rachel