Tod Doors

"Glorious, stirring sight! The poetry of motion! The real way to travel! The only way to travel! Here today — in next week tomorrow! Villages skipped, towns and cities jumped — always somebody else's horizon! O bliss! O poop-poop! O my! O my!"

Kenneth Grahame's 'Toad' explores the delights of car travel in The Wind and The Willows (1908)

Tomorrow's appointment with a dishwasher repairman meant that Tuesday's Travel was scheduled for today. Our destination was a Pharaonic temple in the village of Tod (pronounced Toad).

Just after leaving the temple, I jumped out of the van to take photos of this magnificent door. Adel the driver didn't bat an eyelash at my exuberance yet I got the impression that he was thinking, "Strange beings these hawaga (foreigners)."

With temperatures touching 40 C, Adel stopped to buy us Cokes from a hole-in-the-wall neighbourhood shop. Given the opportunity, I jumped out of the van again to photograph two beautifully carved wood doors.

This time, Adel starting moving the van in the direction of home. Oh well. I may be strange but I love these doors. O bliss! O poop-poop! O my! O my! ;-)