Travel Blogs from Sharm El-Sheikh
... from the UK. When we returned to the "public" beach we found that it cost $2 Euro each to use the 30 foot wide access to the beach....with only about that much space at the beach front. Other beachs cost closer to $12 Euro each...so we did like our find.
There were two little Egyptian boys playing and we got a kick out of them and their families.
... I would be more than happy to stay awhile. It's hard to believe that in 2004 a terrorist drove a truck into the lobby of this hotel and detonated a bomb, killing 34 and injuring hundreds. Not incidentally, we go through several layers of security to get into the hotel. But I doubt the place is much of a target now, seeing we're about the only guests here.
We have the afternoon free, so Bruce and I try relaxing on the beach for a bit. That's when we get hit ...
... I came out I decided to find a cafe and maybe have a bite to eat afterwards. At Aladdin I had a drink and made some use of the wifi there. It was still really quiet everywhere. In fact, I was Aladdin's only customer. Even when I left, some 1.5 hours later, no other people had come to join me on the colourful cushions under the many star shaped lights. I ended up having dinner at the hotel. It really wasn't so appealing to eat by myself in one of the ...
I woke up that morning to the unmistaken sound of oxygen tanks being piled up, ready for a day of diving. Today, one of my oldest wishes was finally going to come true: diving in the Red Sea. I went for breakfast and due to the internet still being out of order, enjoyed the peace and quiet with my book for a while. At 9am sharp 'The Girl" turned up at the diving centre. I had the feeling nothing in this centre ...
... is no Sydney.
So great to be back in the room away from muppets bit of rubbish telly and a good nights sleep. Tomorrow snorkeling adventure!
Quote of the day: “Is 25 thousand light years far away?”.
Theres always one. Of course, this one is Mr Cairo’s girlfriend who’s life long motto, tattooed less than elegantly on the back of her neck is ~
The truth is rarely pure and never easy