Kaoud Sporting Hotel
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... reported. All of his own accord. He hauled all the bags up and down the single-person OTIS caged elevator. He was always there. Actually, he wasn't there on the day of our departure at 3:30 a.m. but I think that's because he couldn't handle a gun. The Cecil has a rockin' nightclub after hours and there were many slinky girls (without headscarves) and older rough looking gents parading around the lobby. I saw an ...
... LINDA) took Kent under her wing and protected him from the super aggressive sales people.
He came back with a fez, and looked the part, and bought some trinkets and me a beautiful necklace in silver and gold with my name on it in hieroglyphics. So beautiful, and I am so glad he got to be there. My only regret this trip was missing the pyramids. He got some great shots and he did so well. Proud of that man!
... Bill his Goofy stuffed animal - Hanas mother showed me some pants that she had that were similar to the ones I was wearing. I took some photos from their apartment windows and then we had to start saying ‘goodbye’ That was easier said than done - no one wanted us to leave - Hana kept hugging me and Ahmed wished we could stay for a proper Egyptian meal. Hana asked if I was on Facebook - wow - two Egyptian Facebook friend requests in two days! - We got ...
... We had a few hours to spare before dinner and enjoyed a drink on the terrace overlooking the ocean and the Egyptian sunset.
Alcohol is not available very easily in Egypt. The Egyptian people do not drink any alcohol and a lot of the local restaurants do not serve it. The hotels where we stay have a limited range so we make do.
... for the next day. I’m sure this routine is carried out much the same way today as it has been for millennia.
My friend Mohamed, who I worked with at Amarna, met me in Alex to act as my tour guide and personal bodyguard. He meets me at the hotel every morning for breakfast, always with a fabulous plan for the day. One day we visit the Bibliotheca Alexandrina, the modern version of the city’s ancient library. It is ...