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... so far by my reckoning, and it got windier as the day went on, making the return boat trip exciting to say the least! I thought I was never going to make it back at some points, and each of us were concerned about the structural integrity of the boat.
Tomorrow though might be the day I feared I might experience today - slightly boring and probably inane. And all the new instructors might be going for an instructor ...
... and listen to his historical guide spiel which I no longer cared for at all. We got inside the pyramid site to find more Egyptians than tourists, greatly outnumbering them in fact. They offered souvenirs, camel and horse rides (all the animals looking entirely underfed and malnourished) and just say around leering at any tourist they could. After saying 'no thank you' well over 20 times, and taking a couple of photos, we finally got inside the great pyramid! There ...
... pool was closed…we had all been longing for a swim, and to add further woes to our day the room service menu was only serving dairy for some reason, even though it wasn’t Sabbath so we weren’t too happy about that as we had not eaten anything decent for such a long time. Mind you, we did think we would have definitely been classed among the complainers of the Israelites by this stage! We headed out to see what we could find and ended up having the most ...
... I guess it's always amusing watching the three of them pile up (often on top of us) at the back of the pick up every time the driver slows down to go over a speed bump/pothole.
So, about 30 minutes later and we were climbing out at the other end - and off we went. We walked up to the entry to the Bells and tried to find the path (neither of us had walked this way before).
We decided climbing up the ridge in front of us seemed as good a place as any to start, and ...
How do you know you have been in Egypt too long?
First off, they ask if my BF is "from Cairo", as in born-in-Cairo. I suppose that's because he looks a bit like an Arab and he’s tan and tall and wears designer American brands (like Columbia and REI). Sometimes they just speak to him in Arabic – I imagine they are saying “Hey, you, tall Egyptian, how much for the Gringo girl?” Okay, maybe not.
On the other ...