This temple was just up the river from where we docked last night.
It is very well preserved as it was under forty feet of mud, sand and a village for hundreds or thousands of years.
Much of the site is still undiscovered under the town.
The walls are highly decorated with stories of Horace and other gods. The paint on the columns is still beautiful and nearly unharmed from time.
Some of the walls that weren’t covered by earth were damaged by Egyptians when they became Christians and these temples became churches.
We heard the story of Cleopatra the ninth and Anthony and Caesar. Who knew that there were more than one Cleopatra.
“Cleopatra” means “loved by father” by the way.