No Vocation For Location, Part 12

(I am reading an email from my mother aloud, after sending her a message that I was staying at a luxurious hotel.)

Me: “What’s Luxor like? Will you be looking round the ruins and looking at the ‘hydrogriphics?'”

Friend: *reading over my shoulder* “She does know you’re in Mauritius, right?”

Me: “I’m not so sure…”