Well, the sun was up before us again, as were the sunbed huggers, however it was not a problem as there are lots of beds and acres of space. The complex has about a 500 yd frontage onto the sea, however the only bit of the trades description act being is the fact that it all rocky and not sandy - minor thing considering that there are superb little alcoves and gardens all along the front to get tucked into, and the gardens at the quiet end are nice and peaceful. Over and above there are three or four little pools in enclosed garden areas, near to extra little bars and cafes.
There was a string breeze this morning so the brollies were taken down for safety’s sake, bit cloudy but air temp at 27 C and sea at 22 C, (warmer than the shower some days).
Managed to get booked for one of the theme restaurants tomorrow night ( Italian) which is supposed to be the best, and tonight we are making for the Old market in Sharm so the mini bus leaves at 5 p.m..
Bit of a clash with my massage so the Spa people changed it for me there and then, what can I say – the guy was excellent, and very persistent - he dug and dug away at the many knots in my back, was standing up on the massage couch and kneading away - BUT, he was not brutal. It took him ages, and I he ended up giving me about 90 mins, but he did well and I felt like a Million Dollars as I bounced down the steps from the Spa back to the poolside.
Plenty going on, water polo, salsa dancing , French boules, group games etc - for the young, fit and daft it is perfect..
I met with Mohamed, the young Manager who had replied to my E mail enquiries, he is an absolute gentleman, lives on site and works from 8 a.m. to 11 p.m., every day for one month and then has a week off to go home to Cairo to see his wife and family which takes him 12 hours on the bus. He actually recognised me having read the blog, and know from reception that we were reasonably happy as there had been no complaints from our room !!.
Have to say that the lunch scrum was as usual, there are some ding bats around – they come up to the snack bar, with about thirty folks sitting waiting, and proceed to peer into all the serving dishes and try to take food and wonder why they are being chased off by the staff !! It is better to sit back and let them get on with it – worst bit is all the food which is wasted when they take far too much.
Anyway all set now for our shopping trip – a wee adventure.
So off we headed for Old Sharm , an old town (my bum) it was just a tourist trap on the edge of the desert, obviously one of the older villages, but being built up and sold off as a genuine market town – just another renal, Blackpool, Benidorm, etc.
Mini bus took about 25 mins to get there, onle a couple of roundabouts so we kept having to do U tuns through dual carriagways – odd, and evry half mile or so there were either sppd humps or police chck points.
Into the old town , just the same old “tat” we had seen in cairo and Luxor, so much genuine papyrus that every art student in Egypt is working 25 hours a day to produce the genuine article !! I think not. However we saw what we wanted to see in about 40 mins so stopped off at a local café for coffee and a shot on the old bubble pipe - Hope Jamie still has his warmed up for me – and none of the whacky baccy , we had apple flavour – but it was an experience.
The so called shopping trip was supposed to last three hours but everyone was fed up within an hour and a half se we had lots of time to kill.
Back to the hotel by 8.30 p.m. , dining room had calmed down so we had a good choice of fresh dishes and a couple !!! of glasses of rose wine to wash down dinner.Presently listening to the entertainers inside, but with a stiff breeze we have given the amphitheatre show a miss to
There was a string breeze this morning so the brollies were taken down for safety’s sake, bit cloudy but air temp at 27 C and sea at 22 C, (warmer than the shower some days).
Managed to get booked for one of the theme restaurants tomorrow night ( Italian) which is supposed to be the best, and tonight we are making for the Old market in Sharm so the mini bus leaves at 5 p.m..
Bit of a clash with my massage so the Spa people changed it for me there and then, what can I say – the guy was excellent, and very persistent - he dug and dug away at the many knots in my back, was standing up on the massage couch and kneading away - BUT, he was not brutal. It took him ages, and I he ended up giving me about 90 mins, but he did well and I felt like a Million Dollars as I bounced down the steps from the Spa back to the poolside.
Plenty going on, water polo, salsa dancing , French boules, group games etc - for the young, fit and daft it is perfect..
I met with Mohamed, the young Manager who had replied to my E mail enquiries, he is an absolute gentleman, lives on site and works from 8 a.m. to 11 p.m., every day for one month and then has a week off to go home to Cairo to see his wife and family which takes him 12 hours on the bus. He actually recognised me having read the blog, and know from reception that we were reasonably happy as there had been no complaints from our room !!.
Have to say that the lunch scrum was as usual, there are some ding bats around – they come up to the snack bar, with about thirty folks sitting waiting, and proceed to peer into all the serving dishes and try to take food and wonder why they are being chased off by the staff !! It is better to sit back and let them get on with it – worst bit is all the food which is wasted when they take far too much.
Anyway all set now for our shopping trip – a wee adventure.
So off we headed for Old Sharm , an old town (my bum) it was just a tourist trap on the edge of the desert, obviously one of the older villages, but being built up and sold off as a genuine market town – just another renal, Blackpool, Benidorm, etc.
Mini bus took about 25 mins to get there, onle a couple of roundabouts so we kept having to do U tuns through dual carriagways – odd, and evry half mile or so there were either sppd humps or police chck points.
Into the old town , just the same old “tat” we had seen in cairo and Luxor, so much genuine papyrus that every art student in Egypt is working 25 hours a day to produce the genuine article !! I think not. However we saw what we wanted to see in about 40 mins so stopped off at a local café for coffee and a shot on the old bubble pipe - Hope Jamie still has his warmed up for me – and none of the whacky baccy , we had apple flavour – but it was an experience.
The so called shopping trip was supposed to last three hours but everyone was fed up within an hour and a half se we had lots of time to kill.
Back to the hotel by 8.30 p.m. , dining room had calmed down so we had a good choice of fresh dishes and a couple !!! of glasses of rose wine to wash down dinner.Presently listening to the entertainers inside, but with a stiff breeze we have given the amphitheatre show a miss to
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