Le Meridien Dahab Resort
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- TV Channel One Russia
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... light, from mountaintop to mountaintop, I quietly chanted these ancient, holy words. Quietly because this is Egypt, I had not noticed a large number of my coreligionists around—any, actually—and while this is our tradition that doesn’t mean I was anxious to court attention as a Jew in this setting. But it was a powerful, amazing moment.
I don’t know if this is where Moses met God, where the entire people of Israel below heard ...
... that was sunk in 1941. Today the remnants of trucks, motorcycles, guns, small tanks, and anti aircraft guns can be seen on the wreck. It was simply thrilling to swim inside the wreck; we even got to swim in the captain's quarters, complete with bathtub. We were fortunate enough to be able to borrow our friends GoPro camera and film parts of the wreck. A GoPro is definitely going to be one of our next investments as we ended up with some ...
... of us by flipping her eyelids round and left. She left me wondering what if she had an education and what an astounding success she would be. Today however I was in a position of responsibility, helping the guide with the 7 strong group of divers with shepherding and organising them. We did canyon no problems, but the two Dutch guys for some reason could not use air at all. To give you an idea, 220bar is what you go in with, 110 is what you turn round with, ...
I am sitting in the Poseidon dive centre, about to eat lunch! My first dive was weird and wonderful, breathing underwater the weird bit and the wonderful being the wildlife. Except the flies when you get out, which are absolutely everywhere without question. They are so annoying! Thankfully though I'm starting to get used to them. Having spent most of my time today in a wetsuit I'm not actually burnt yet, note the yet. 2 months is starting to seem like ...
... when he said he knew where he was going, and I'm fairly sure he wasn't even a taxi driver, but we make it to the Penguin Village and I collapse onto my bed.
The next few days are actually just stressful and not particularly fun at all. The restaurants are expensive (London prices) and there are almost no tourists at all so I end up pretty lonely with no one to talk to. The shopkeepers and travel agents give me no end of hassle because they desperately want ...