Hilton Taba Resort
Taba Beach Taba, Red Sea and Sinai, Egypt
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Africa Review
... is very nice and Nile has some amazing memories but I think if they were all lined up, I would go for Tusker from Kenya. I think I drank most of it in Uganda though during the amazing week I spent on Lake Bunyonyi. Great taste, great memories. I must add though that I never had a hangover on any of the beers I drank in Africa. I don't know what it is, if its the heat or the amount and type of water used to make them. Nothing but good mornings followed them. I must also praise the amount ...
Waiting, waiting, waiting.
... a separate area and finally at about 1230 we were allowed to board our ferry. Somehow we were given a VIP lounge of sorts for the trip and our group had a massive area while all the locals sat around in the hallways. Unfortunately the toilets needed a lot to be desired so we hired a cabin with a toilet for $US10.for the group. We had made a lunch to take onto the ferry between 5 of us and luckily there was enough ...
Day 92: Dahab-Nuweiba-Aqaba
... this is the last day in Africa… let's hope that things will get better….
We went back to the ferry quickly as the staff was hassling us to be quick otherwise the ferry was going to leave but obviously we had plenty of time before departure after we got on the ferry. They were selling some food and drinks on the ferry, accepting US dollars, Egyptian pounds, Jordan dinars and Syrian pounds, and they weren't too expensive. If you go ...
In Jordan
... flapping (second tallest flagpole in the world apparently). Being Jordan’s only window on the Red Sea the city has a lot of trucking and port activity so it is not the prettiest city. Our plan was to stay here two nights and see the ancient city of Petra (2 hours away) and hopefully snorkel the Red Sea one last time.
Our hotel was the Intercontinental which we were lucky enough to get at a very cheap rate on a basic room. Being on our honeymoon we ...
We snorkel the Red Sea, then head to Syria
... no forward view anyway.
The trip to the border was through flat farmland, reasonably fertile in the dry, olive growing Mediterranean style. We endured a lot of checking at the Jordanian side, and were last back to the bus through spending time changing money. We thought the bus was going without us, but there were minders checking on us. At the Syrian border, we made a point of being close to the front of the line, and had no trouble, clearing customs without inspection by ...



