 Uh, thanks for the advice. See you later, Sam. Georgian, for the last time... Then I was on my way to see Cruller. I couldn't have missed his dahabia on the Nile if I'd tried. It was a floating palace, all lit up with music coming from someplace and real important-looking people going on board. With the day's growth of beard and so on, I wasn't exactly in shape for a party, but I went anyhow. Only a big pile of mussels at the entrance stood in my way.