It was very late - well after midnight as I was walking towards the hotel on the Luxor Cornish pass The Winter Palace on one side, all the brightly lit cruise liners and the old style felucas on the Nile on the other when the young dark nubian boy chased after me inviting to come and have some tea and a "good time" on his motorboat. I politely explained to him that I've just finished for the the night and I was not going to go on any boat - now or in the future,- other people staying...