Your skipper meets you at the East Bank moorings in the late afternoon. The sail goes up and the noise of the town falls away within minutes.
A felucca has no engine. It goes where the wind allows, at the pace the river sets, and that is the whole point. You board in the late afternoon on the Luxor corniche, cross to the quieter west channel and sail down to Banana Island, where the palms come right to the water.
There is time to walk among the banana groves, taste fruit picked in front of you and drink tea in the shade. Then back under sail as the light drops behind the Theban hills: the hour when Luxor stops being a monument and becomes a river town again.
Three hours, no schedule to keep, and a boat that carries only your group.
Slower, or differently: always possible. Tell us how you like to travel and we will rebuild the day around it.
Your skipper meets you at the East Bank moorings in the late afternoon. The sail goes up and the noise of the town falls away within minutes.
The felucca crosses to the quieter side of the Nile, where the West Bank hills rise behind the sugar cane and the only traffic is other sails.
You moor and walk into the groves. Bananas here are small, dense and nothing like the supermarket kind. Tea in the shade, and time to sit.
The return leg catches the best light of the day. Sunset over the Theban necropolis from the deck of a boat that makes no sound.
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