Trip Start Oct 07, 2007
45Trip End Oct 31, 2007
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First whole day in one place with no agenda... I thought I could relax, but it didn't really workout that way. We went to the pool, laid about, but Ben gets really bored really fast-especially when he associates all-ins with activity, and there is nothing really planned here. The weather wasn't nearly as warm as we expected, and there was quite a wind. The pool was freezing which made it difficult to brave. Even with all the people staying at the hotel, it seems quite lonely, everyone keeps to themselves, and odd change from the rest of our trip.
We decide to take the shuttle to the Red Sea, I am determined to swim in it. We can see it from our hotel, but there is no direct access. Once we arrive, it seems really contrived. Fake sand, not at all what I expected. I swim all the same and the water was beautiful. It is extremely salty which makes it really easy to swim in... but without purpose, it tires quickly.
We headed back to the hotel for lunch, and after another disappointment, can't bear the thought of another meal there, even if it is paid for. Have the beautiful resorts in Mexico spoiled us? Or are they just more tailored to us, where as this one is clearly geared to the Russians? Either way, we walk into "town."
Just as much harassment as Aswan, new shtick though, they want you to sign their guest book, no business necessary! Except that once you are in there they inundate you, and everyone has the same request. The comical part is that they want you to write something in Canadian, not English.
We ate dinner at the Hard Rock Café, wow, if felt good to have a genuine burger. The service was great up until we tried to get and pay for our bill. It took over an hour and multiple requests. Only the second time on the trip I was truly irritable, and the first time in my life I didn't leave a generous tip.
On our way back to the hotel, we did decide to humour a few of the stall owners. We allowed ourselves to get drawn in a couple times. At one store, we chatted for quite awhile, and the young guy ended up getting quite animated and heated as he discussed his plight as an Egyptian. I guess he was once a great soccer player, up until he got injured and after dedicating himself to the national team for years they just dumped him-which created some evident animosity towards the country as a whole. We managed to escape without any purchases, but only after some tea.
We made our way back, and fell into bed in anticipation of yet another early morning.