Luxor sits on the edge of the Nile River, a wide, but shallow river that separates Luxor from the Valley of the Kings and Queens. We had rented bicycles and had wandered way off the typical path when we decided we wanted to cross over to the other side of the river. We had no idea how to accomplish this but we knew there was more stuff to see on the other side. As the four of us sat on the side of the road pondering this problem, an Egyptian man walked up to us and asked us if we needed any help. He spoke a very broken English but enough for us to communicate.
We told him we wanted to cross the river. He told us he could help us and he led us down river a few yards to a spot where he could scream out to another man on a little boat out on the Nile. The man came to shore and they talked for a moment. We negotiated a price to cross, mounted our bikes into the little boat and waited to see what was next. We barely fit on this boat and as I sat on the edge, I noticed that the edge of the water was about 6" below the edge of the boat. The owner of the boat was a man that had to be at least 90 years old. Even though the boat had a tall sail, there was no wind whatsoever that day. The old man pulled out a long pole and started pushing us across the Nile.
It took almost an hour to cross and we thought the old man was going to pass out on us, but he proved to be a hardy old man. We thanked him, paid him the set price and unloaded our bikes at the bottom of a muddy bank that was at least 10 feet tall. We struggled to the top, dragging our bikes to a nearby road. Later on we discovered that about a mile further down the road there was a ferry that could cross us for half the price and only took 5 minutes to cross! The experience was well worth it.