My dates of my entries are all stuffed up. Not really day after day.
Dahab
The annoying taxi driver was at the Soft Beach resort in Nuweiba yelling out prices to us instead of catching the bus to Dahab. Eventually he said a price that was almost the same as the bus so we went with him to avoid the inconvenience.
The driver tried to take us to one of his resorts but we got out at the centre of town. The belgians who had come to Dahab like 4 times before said they knew a good place to stay. We went there. It was a hole behind a supermarket that had been blown up a few years ago. The ground was all muddy, the cement rooms were grotty, but they were keen and i didnt care so i said yes. We got to Dahab in the arvo. So the night was just spent walking down beside the beach. It isnt really a beach anymore, just restaurants where the beach should be and shops on the other side.
As you walk down people call out to you to come into their shops and their restuarants. Its hassle and a half. Although the restaurants are really cheap and really good. And they are all packed with cats. They say you cant eat in Dahab without a cat next to you and its true. Little kittens fall asleep on you whenever you sit down.
The belgians knew a few shop owners in Dahab from the past. So that meant free tea. One guy who owned a perfume shop invited us to dinner the next day. The next day he prepared chicken and rice and more tea. Was great. It was a bit strange though sitting in peoples shops trying to make conversation. There was a lot of silence. And i think the perfume man was so nice, because nancy was a big customer. Although, he wasnt happy when we turned up late for dinner.
At night i went and had a shower in the toilet area. The toilets at the camp called Camelot camp, where lit by moon light. I got changed and layed down in my bed. Eventually i thought, the sheet is a bit rough. Rubbing my hand on the sheet i noticed whatever was on it was brushing away. I got up and turned on the light and looked closely. There was sand and dirt all over the sheet. I looked under the sheet and it looked like someone had empted a bucket of dirt and bits of shells all over the matress. I looked under the matress and saw worms and things that looked like maggots running around. I thought thats it im leaving! I walked out the door, found a place the booked recommended for just a little bit more. All up 15 pounds. Walked back and said i wanted to leave. They said please please sorry i will fix for you. All i think they did was spray around the bed and change the sheet. I reluctantly slept the night in the bed. It was already 2 am. Didnt sleep well, only got a couple of hours sleep.
Woke up at 7am. Grabbed my stuff and walked out. Said i was leaving for Cairo. Went down the road, about to walk into the new place when the belgians called out to me from a restuarant. I said the place was crap. They agreed and also said they were changing because of noise. I said i was going to the seventh heaven. Which i picked because the name brought the song into my head and visions of Jessica Biel. Got a dorm for cheaper than the hole i was just in. Asked about the trip to Mt Sinai at 10:30 that day. The guy said yes do you want to go. I said yeah sure. It was 9am i thought i will get ready and be ready to go by 10:30am.
10:30 i walk up and say i was ready. The guy says its at 10:30pm not am. I didnt understand how that would work. Spent the day bumming around, internet food, didnt swim the whole of dahab as well. Anyway 10:30 came, 11 the bus left. Found out it was a 2 1/2 hour bus ride to the base, (not including being woken up on a minibus for passport check after passport check) 2 1/2 hour trek up to the stairs, 1/2 walk up stairs, freeze ur arse off at the top for an hour and watch the sunrise then do the massive walk down 5000 stairs back down. Then go see some monastery at the base (St Katherines) which your too tired to care. Got back at 12 in the day. Was so tired, especially after the night before. Got zero sleep. Not even approachable next day. Severe tired anger. That made my blocked noise ten times worse. The sunrise wasnt worth it at all and i couldnt be bothered really talking to anyone on the walk beacause i was so out of it. The 7 other people or so were the same. My body was saying wat the hell are you doing.
Ended up paying for a night that i didnt use. Got a bus ticket to for cairo at night. Thinking i could sleep on the overnight bus i was wrong. Cram packed on the bus. Where the seat in front was up to your knees. Woken up every 2 hours to get your passport checked. Then woken up at 4:30 am made to get off the bus and everyone line up like a concentration camp in front of your bag and they scan it for bombs. Then you have to put it back in the compartment again while a angry bus driver is yelling at you to hurry up. And you just look at him like WTF, i cant even get there to put it in yet. The same bus driver was yelling out yallah yallah at me to get in the bus, i dont know how he expected me to hurry up when there was one door and a queue to get in.
Dahab was a nice place, good restaurant scene, one place called firends restuarant which has the logo, enter as a guest leave as a friend. Was true about the place. But it was a diver place, everyone there was diving. Felt wierd not to be a diver and there was no real place to swim apart from a half hour walk away. You couldnt sit anywhere on what was left of the beach and relax. People would come up to you and ask you for taxis, horse rides, tours, safaris, marijuana you name it. Couldnt walk down the street without going no no no thankyou i dont want that, maybe later....
Dahab was suppossed to be the place in Egypt away from all that, but i didnt think so. Was missing Jordan already. But i was excited to be getting closer to the Pyramids.
Welcome to Egypt...!!
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