I flew into Luxor at 4:00 a.m. on Saturday and was again out the door by 9:00 a.m. for sightseeing and work meetings. I don’t remember much of the sites. I’m sorry. I was so tired at this point I was pounding back Turkish coffee like it was water. And it was hot. Miserably hot. Estimates were 105 to 110 degrees. Israel was pleasant and warm, mid 80s. This, was an oven.
So quickly, Luxor has two thirds of the antiquities in Egypt. What is in Cairo is nothing in comparison. It’s known for it’s temples built by the kings. The temples were only used by the royal family. They were gilded with gold on top so ships coming in would see that there was temple and the land was protected by the various gods.
To give you a sense of scale, that’s me standing next to a broken obelisk. It’s huge.