Water buffalo name softly because the waters of the Nile lap on the boat. Kingfishers swoop within the dim gentle, silhouetted towards a mosque on Aswan’s distant financial institution. Mia, 13, is in a huddle of youngsters on the higher deck of the picket felucca, our house for the night time. Because of some skilled child-whispering by our Egyptian information, Walid – and a few directions from YouTube – they’re fashioning a kite from bits of wooden, string and tarpaulin, whereas the adults chat over cool beers.

All of it feels removed from the dusty craziness of Cairo, the place our solo dad or mum journey had begun days earlier than. Right here Walid taught us our first phrases of Arabic, to deploy when confronted with clamouring merchants on the Giza pyramids: La shukraan! (no thanks!).
The pyramids mess with our sense of scale – not that imposing from a distance, they’re awe-inspiring shut up. And that is the time to get shut. Safety considerations over high-profile air crashes have hit Egypt’s vacationer commerce exhausting and, though customer numbers are recovering, websites are nonetheless noticeably quiet.
The Nice Pyramid, constructed for Pharaoh Khufu greater than 4,000 years in the past, is open to guests. Mia and I stoop and scramble uphill by way of its cramped passages, till we attain the King’s Chamber – plundered way back, however nonetheless extremely atmospheric.

Catherine and Mia on the Giza pyramids
We now have the adjoining Khafre and Menkaure pyramids largely to ourselves, they usually’re like a honey-gold mirage – towering stones in a desert moonscape, dotted with strains of majestic camels, town of Cairo laid out beneath.
On the Sphinx, we take a number of daft selfies earlier than it’s time to go again to Cairo and the Egyptian Museum. (Its delayed Giza improve, the $1bn Grand Egyptian Museum, is scheduled to open subsequent yr.) We gawp on the blackened pores and skin and fingernails of the pharoahs within the Royal Mummies halls. And with so few guests, we are able to examine Tutankhamun’s treasures, together with his well-known loss of life masks and two beautiful golden sarcophagi, with relative ease.

That night time, on the sleeper practice to Aswan, the thrill of being in a gang kick in. For Mia, it’s the peak of unique sleepover enjoyable. She joins the older kids for playing cards and chess, whereas I chat with the opposite mums. All however one of many 5 of us are single mother and father, and we bond over tales of travelling adventures and life again house.

The youngsters busy with their home made kite on a felucca on the Nile
These sanity-restoring moments of grownup dialog are sometimes lacking for lone mother and father on vacation. In my first few years of singledom, the pressures of making an attempt to fill the “dad” position – death-dinghy plunge at a Spanish water park, anybody? – repeatedly defeated me, as did the usually prohibitive value of a vacation arrange for a household of 4.
So this journey is a welcome aid. Intrepid’s Dyan McKie tells me the agency’s household journeys had been common with solo mother and father “as they permit kids to bond and kind friendships and the mother and father to get pleasure from some relaxation and leisure”. So this yr it launched journeys specifically for lone mother and father, to Costa Rica, India, Egypt, Morocco, Thailand and Vietnam: seven journeys in all, with 33 scheduled for 2019.

The children benefit from the pool of their Nile-side Aswan lodge
We love Aswan’s relaxed tempo, beautiful surroundings and breezes that offset the 35C warmth. Our lodge is on the banks of the Nile, and Mia gazes throughout it to “the precise Sahara desert” from her sunbed. She is in her component, studying new card video games between dips within the pool, getting a style for falafel, and revelling within the adrenaline rush of the souk, the place she devises indicators in order that we are able to covertly confer on costs. And we rapidly get used to avoiding the faucet water, refilling our flasks from Walid’s bottled provides in order that we don’t succumb to the “curse of the pharaohs”.
Our group can’t resist a sundown camel experience on close by Elephantine island. Mia quickly feels at house on her large, haughty mount; I take some time to determine which little bit of the many-layered saddle to grip on to. The sand turns dusky pink as our joyful caravan weaves down the valley, the lights of Aswan start to twinkle and a refrain of calls to prayer bursts from its minarets.

Hieroglyphs contained in the tomb of Ramses IX
Within the house of a neighborhood household, we feast on stews of aubergine and okra, minty salads, feta constructed from water buffalo milk, maize flatbreads and guava juice. The household are Nubians, a few of the 100,000 who misplaced their homeland within the 1960s with the creation of Lake Nasser, the huge reservoir behind the Aswan Excessive Dam.

Lots of the space’s temples would even have been engulfed, Walid says, however they have been dismantled and moved. He’s a novel mixture of egyptology skilled, scheduling whizz and kids’s entertainer, utilizing the children as residing props to behave out tales depicted on the traditional stones. The temple of Ramses II at Abu Simbel is gorgeous, with three of its authentic 4 statues, every greater than 20 metres excessive, gazing out over Lake Nasser. A tiny Crocodile Museum is one other favorite, with its military of mummified reptiles.

Catherine and Mia on the temple of ‘kick-ass feminine Pharaoh Hatshepsut’
Amid Luxor’s lush inexperienced sugarcane and purple limestone is the cliff-cut temple of kick-ass feminine Pharaoh Hatshepsut. Mia is enchanted by the imposing statues that depict her as a king, full with beard. Within the Valley of the Kings, the vivid hieroglyphs of Ramses IX’s tomb are breathtaking, however it’s Tutankhamun’s burial chamber that takes me without warning. I hadn’t realised we’d see his mummified physique, and when a guard shines a torch on his face, I discover myself in tears on the sight of the useless boy king.
Again in Luxor, a gaggle of us head off-itinerary to the Sofitel Winter Palace, an previous hang-out of Agatha Christie. I sip a gin fizz on its terrace with two of my new-found associates, then wander the jasmine-scented gardens, the place Mia and her friends are deep in dialog – about additional flight alternatives for that home made kite. • The journey was supplied by Intrepid, (intrepidtravel.com) whose Egypt household vacation for solo mother and father prices from £795 grownup, £716 youngster, with transfers, most actions, B&B lodging and a few meals, however excluding flights to Cairo
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