The visit to Esna went quite well on Friday.
Picked up at the Jolie at 09.30, and we were in Esna by about 10.30.
Another 10 mins drive through the town to get to the ticket office, directly across the road from the market street that leads you to the temple.
Be warned its CARD ONLY, to pay the 200LE each, and I didn't have my card on me. Which in retrospect was just as well.
I found someone who was happy to pay for me in exchange for cash, and upon doing so he had to hand his card over to the attendant and after a bit of messing about then had to tell the guy his PIN, for the transaction to go through after the attendant keyed in the PIN then handed the card back.
Not exectly secure, so I am glad I didn't ha e my card in me.
The temple is small and access is restricted to the temple and the cleared area at the front.
24 Columns in sets of 3, left and right.
6 of which are part of the front wall, and the rest all housed inside.
The column tops were quite intersting as was the ceiling and walls, we were there for about 1 hour, and had the place to ourselves. But one could easily view it all in half an hour.
The noise was almost intolerable, due to the singing blasted from both sides of the temple from the mosques, I could hardly hear myself think, and there was no let up.
Probably one of the downsides to travelling on a Friday.
We explored the back streets and was accompanied by an old solider who kept the hassle away from us, nice old fella in all honesty.
Had a drink in a local bar, then walked back through the market street, which by then was all closed, except for the die hard traders at the entrance.
It's intersting to note how low down the temple is, considering all the other buildings around it have firm foundations some 20 feet above the temple.
The river was intersting too, as they have a lock system, and all the cruise boats waiting to enter the locks on the south end of the river.
I guess river navigation before the locks were introduced would be a bit tricky back in the day, shipping huge statues and obelisks from Aswan. ?
The countryside is indeed beautiful out there on the East bank just before the bridge. And the town reminds me a lot of old luxor West bank in places.
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During our time here, I got out onto the west bank a few times and did some exploring.
We had some friends who had a farmhouse and fields out in the fields beyond the Blue Sky more or less opposite but slightly south of the Four Seasons.
I followed the new corniche down to where the fields open up from the extended main street, but knew I had gone too far.
I made my way back and bumped into one of the family and he took me to the farmhouse to meet the others.
The farmhouse hasn't moved at all, but now resides in the last western side street off the corniche, and is surrounded by villas and partly built houses. He has some fields left to the west, where the track still exists to lead back to his village house.
The young 8 year old girl who we met back in 2006, was a good friend to my wife, and she spoke good English. Over the years we saw her grow up into her late teens.
I asked about her, and it seems she was married and at the time she had a three year old daughter when she sadly died quite suddenly. The family now look after the daughter.
Upon my return that evening, my wife was devastated by the news, and she was going to come across to see her again once I had managed to track her down. So sadly my recon' mission to find her did not bring the news my wife had hoped for.
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While on my own, I have now mastered the art of fending off all the calesh, taxi drivers and traders with a quick flick of my right hand and a specific look on my face while uttering a showkran or la showkran.
Anyhow, Esna temple is the last one ticked off our list. We fly out Tuesday afternoon, so winding down now on what will be our last visit here.
I glad we came and had some amazing times, met sowe lovely and wonderful people and every day here has been a learning day.
These times are different in many ways, and not quite how it used to be, but times move on, and we have enjoyed the best of times here. It's been a blast.

Don't look back. That's not the direction you are travelling towards.