Siag Pyramids Hotel
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... was made easy by having a guide meet us and take us to the hotel. Being a city of 20 million means the traffic is something to experience. No lights and it is "go for the gap" driving even if the gap is 3 cms. Reminded me of Korea but a bit more hazardous. When Jayne asked what side of the road they drove on Mohammad said..any side!! Mohammed is very helpful and will be back after the tournament to look after ...
... man rides away. He then realizes that was the alchemist. He meets up with the alchemist and hangs out with him, gaining his wisdom. He leaves after the alchemist tells him wise words about how money isn't everything. He gets to the pyramids and an omen gets him digging. A gang of refuges jumps him and abuses him. The leader speaks of how he had a dream there was treasure at the broken down church. He goes there and finds his treasure. Then days "I'm coming Fatima." Who will be his ...
"How do you gain confidence in yourself?" I feel confident when I know I have something to be confident about. If I don't feel confident physically, I eat better, exercise more to get in shape, drink water to improve skin color, wear makeup etc. Whatever it is that needs to be done I'll do ...
... I'm on the bride's side, I rehearse.
The room is filling up and Lucy, Zoe and I pass the waiting time pointing out outfits and other novelties as they continue to hit us. About half the ladies are head-covered, with a mix of some Western-looking dresses, above the knee and even some shoulders on show (a sight we've forgotten), whilst others opt for the glamorous Arab style of dress, which tends to be full-length and long-sleeved, often far too figure-hugging to ...
... Philip was with me. Poor Philip couldn’t recline his seat back because some arrogant fat **** complained about his legs. He couldn’t leave his backpack in the aisle because a few more complained. Those with luggage on the bus had to sit with them on their laps. Philip was sandwiched between the reclined seat in front and his own unreclined seat with his big backpack on his lap for the duration. Police checks were frequent. Tanks with ...