I was in both Cairo and Luxor. Little remains of ancient Egypt. Expectation that everything will be like in the movie The Mummy, golden doors, sarcophagi, huge statues and dungeons.
The beginning of the story I would like to start more with a description of the process of choosing a resort than a hotel for relaxation. Do you love Egypt the way we love it?
Greetings, dear friends, associates and travelers! I haven't written anything here for a long time, but I already miss my readers. The reason for my silence is clear - the war.
There are 10 hotels in the lagoon area, there is a common promenade with palm trees along the sea and all hotels more than 2 km, a common large water park and a la carte restaurants.
It was already the eighth time that they went to Egypt on vacation. All the previous ones were with an arrival in Hurghada. For the first time, they chose the direction of Marsa Alam for themselves.
Start here >>> We still had two full days left. We decided to dedicate them entirely to the sea. Verka complained that when she came to the beach at half past five in the morning, she barely found two free sunbeds - the people were moving in orderly columns in the predawn twilight towards the sea.
Start here >>> The ascent was scheduled for the following night. And the night, immediately after the excursion to the island, like the previous one, passed surprisingly calmly.
Reptiles and good people die, Sick people and doctors die, Cats die, mice die, Worms are dying in a pile of shit. . . (Agatha Christie) In the lightIn the darkness of recent events, I hear more and more clearly the formidable "Memento Mori!
Today was an amazing day. If yesterday I went to bed tired and wanted to rest... then in the morning I woke up with a frantic desire to go for new experiences. And away we go.
Normal tourists, relax in a hotel with a cocktail on a sun lounger, and go on excursions at most. But Lena's asshole did not want to sit quietly and peacefully and was torn in search of adventure.