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To day was Saturday 20th Jan and again a day I will not
lightly forget. Got up by 5 AM and after
the usual cleaning ritual I loaded the
bike up and drank some tea. Coffee might be too strong for the intestins and I do
not fancy an Egyptian ferry boat toilet .
Kamal, my fixer for the Egyptain side waited for me at the
bank close by and yes, he was there. Off
to the ferry and we got loaded immediately including 55 cyclists from allover
who do a 102 days run to Capetown. They
do 100 km a day and camp in the bush or desert.
Not my piece of cake but nice people to talk to.
I was still with the Irishman Brian and we parked the bikes
upfront next to eachother. After us the
lorries came on board and made the ferry tilt suddenly. I was at 30 meters from the bikes but saw
them falling over. What happened is that Brians bike stands rather straight on
its stand and the lorries made it fell over on to mine and so they went
both. Of course we got many hands to put
them up and saw not much damage. My side
stand has a lip on it so I can pick it up with my foot easily. Now its flattened and the picking up does not
go well. I will see when and where I
will bring it back to normal.
The ferry took off and after 1,5 hrs it docked on the other
side. We were quiclkly of the boat and
followed Kamal to the border post. I will
sustain from telling in detail the uselesness of all thats being done to get
people out of Egypt. Just incredible. It took 4 hours of plain waiting till Kamal
had done his thing. I paid him the cost
and $ 50 for him and we could leave the
gate.
On to the Sudanese side that is way easier but still takes 2
hours at least.
Finally I drove to Wadi Halfa, an ugly desert bordertown
with some hotels but they are far from that.
I asked for the Ritz but am in the Alharen without shower or bath, no
towels but the toilet does not smell.
Brian will camp with the bikers in the desert. Must be fun but I have stopped camping.
No restaurant and I had no urge to explore the town. I feel rather tired from hanging around and
too much sun on my bold head. Bit of a
headache too.
I ate a good fried chicken that was collected from the market
with rice and water. Will survive.
2 pieces of bread were with it but I keep those for tomorrow
since there is neither breakfast here.
Still have my Calve peanutbutter so Ill enjoy this somewhere on the way.
Next is Dongola at 400 kn along the Nile .
The road looks good and I hope it remains like that.
Surprisingly I have good wifi wich is nice when you are
alone and nobody to talk to. I talk to
myself yes but am now a bit fed up with my own stories, worries and thoughts.
Bye for now.
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