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from the river。 The causeway； whose line can be seen； but of which nothing remains； must have been very long and steep。 Went halfway down the shaft to the burial chamber； which now lies open and exposed； since the greater part of the superstructure has been quarried away。 Had I been sixty again I'd have gone all the way down； but it was steep and a bit slippery from there on。
We walked round the structure and then I managed to get to the top； with a lot of help from my friends。 We had a picnic lunch atop the 〃pyramid〃 and then headed back； since I had to clean up for my first meeting with the Expedition members； drinks and dinner at one of the Mena House's excellent restaurants。 I went round from table to table； trying to say a few words to everyone。 It will take me awhile to get to know them all； though there were a few old friends among them。
Dec。 30。 I am fading； Egypt； fading。 I am back in Luxor； but can't remember how I got here。 I must have arrived yesterday。 When I got to the dear old Winter Palace I found Dennis and Joel awaiting me； as well as Bill and Nancy … who were wondering if I'd get there in time to make my second appearance at five that evening。 I made it。 Bill does things very elegantly； the reception was in the lovely old Victorian 〃tearoom〃 of the Winter Palace； where I circulated some more and had nice chats with people。 Dinner in the fancy restaurant。
Dec。 31。 Dennis and Joel and I were to meet Petty and the group at Deir el Bahri at one。 We left the hotel about ten and took the ferry across。 I like the ferry … it's more than a bit grubby and more than a bit crowded； but there are no eight…inch gangplanks！
Stopped by Medinet Habu； where the Epigraphic Survey works。 The manager of the restaurant across the street from the temple is an old buddy； we've had many a cup of tea and coke and several good meals there。 He insisted on giving us a farewell cup of tea。 Then we went on to Deir el Medina； where the boys started up the long slope to the path that leads to the Valley of the Kings。 It's steep； but not precipitous … just too long。 Steps have been built； but everybody says they are harder on the legs than just climbing。 Some day I may make it； but I am saving myself for the Expedition。
Ali； our driver； and I went on to Deir el Bahri after a brief stop at the Bedouin shop near the colossi。 It's owned by Ali's daddy。 Everybody on the West Bank is related to everybody else。 After browsing a bit； on to Deir el Bahri； where I visited the restroom （someday I must write an article on Egyptian toilets）。 It's in a building that was the old Cook's rest house； I do hope they will restore it one day； since it's a historic building and was well known to Amelia and Emerson。
Before long Ali let out a shout and pointed； and there they were； descending after the hike across the hill。 The walk takes about an hour。 ing down looks trickier than going up； if not as hard on the lungs。 Certain slopes are fairly steep； with only pebbles and debris underfoot。
There are three terraces at Deir el Bahri； Hatshepsut's lovely temple。 The lower two are open to the public； but the third is still being reconstructed。 Bill had gotten permission for some of us to swagger past the barrier and go up all the way。 They have done a lot since I was there two years ago … more of the Osiride colossi of Hatshepsut in place； some of the paving laid； some of the little shrines nicely cleaned。 Much Egyptological gossip； then we went down and found Ali and dropped Bill and Nancy at the taftish （checkpoint） before stopping at the shop； where I bought a few little things。
I was a mess by then； hair all over the place； but managed to tidy up before Dennis and Joel arrived for our last sunset ritual … watching the sun go down from my balcony while sipping various beverages。 They went away to dress and I slipped into my extravagant； ostentatious； beaded robe from 〃Miss Egypt；〃 in which I daresay I looked rather like a Japanese pagoda； but who cares。 The boys called for me； elegant in tux and dark suit； and we swept down the grand staircase of the Old Winter Palace in fine style。 Cab to Chicago House； drinks； dinner； etc。 Almost all of us stuck it out till midnight； when we put on funny hats and blew horns and everybody kissed everybody。
Jan。 1； 2001。 Slept in （and did I need it） while the group went to the West Bank （good for them）。 No； I tell a lie。 It was Luxor Museum and a free afternoon。 Dennis and Joel left this morning but I did not see them off。 Prolonged goodbyes are foolish。 Went shopping with a couple of friends from Chicago House； I only bought a camel's hair shawl； and some amulets for my 〃book covers〃 chain： Sobek； Set （so what if he looks like Anubis … I can call him Set if I want）； Sekhmet； and Horus。 Then kisses and 〃see you this summer〃 and I cleaned up a bit and went to Sabri's lecture。
I've known Sabri el…Aziz slightly for years； have spent many boring hours sitting in his office at the taftish。 A formal call at the taftish is part of the ritual when one arrives in Luxor。 We had made ours a few days earlier； on Sabri's successor as Director of the West Bank sites。 He'd been bumped up since then； to be in charge of all the Upper Egyptian sites。
So I greeted Sabri with an Egyptian kiss （a chaste salut on each cheek）； which almost made him faint with surprise。 He'd fairly tall and thin； with receding hair and regular features and charming manners。 He gave us a slide show 〃tour〃 which lasted exactly the proper time； though he had been late because of an appointment with some big shots from the SCA。 His English is delightful； larded with favorite words that give it flavor。 〃Guys；〃 for one。 〃These guys〃 who built the tombs and 〃other guys〃 who are archaeologists。 He was funny； witty； and very informative。 Began and ended with a moving statement that the monuments are the heritage of the entire world； not just Egypt。 He is in charge of all the monuments of Upper Egypt； and he makes about 7；000 a year。
Jan。 2。 One of the reasons why Luxor feels like my hometown is that I keep running into old friends。 Yesterday it was Bob B； he was ing into the hotel as I was leaving it； both of us on our way to different places； so he and his wife and I agreed to have dinner this evening。
It's misty tonight。 The western cliffs are almost invisible behind a cloud； and the sun was white before it sank behind said cloudbank； with no pyrotechnical display。 Now the lights are ing on along the west bank； including two lonely stars that mark the location of the guard posts high on the hill。 Must be a lonely job … and a cursed long climb。 What a contrast below； in the twilight。 A tourist steamer heads south； lit up like a multi level parking lot （these boats really are awfully homely）。 Half a dozen feluccas； with their graceful triangular sails； glide by； and the little motorboats chug back and forth。 They are gay with bright paint and （rather grubby） cushions and funny insignia。
Tour busses whiz past （well； they go fairly slowly； in fact； the traffic on the corniche includes bicycles； taxis； and carriages）； two caleches filled with Egyptians singing and chanting and beating a drum； the muezzin's 〃Allahu Akhbar。〃 I do so love this place。 This is the last night in Luxor for this trip。
Later。 Had a good time with the B's this evening； they came to my room at six； with a bottle of wine。 Rather than call room service； who had stolen the glasses again； I washed my tooth glasses。
Jan。 3。 I seem to have gotten a slight second wind lately； partly because I haven't done much except sit around； and partly because I am looking forward to spending more time with the Expedition。 I will be on the boat with them from Assuan to Luxor； and then we have one more day in Cairo before flying out。 （From then on it's going to be grim … that grisly one…thirty a。m。 flight home。 All in all I have eight flights on this trip。 Have I mentioned that before？）
Had lunch with some of the ladies from the tour and then wandered over to the arcade by Abouti's to look for a slip。 （I lost mine in Cairo … don't ask how。） No luck of course。
Abouti's is the best bookstore