8 days in paradise 8 days in paradise

Departure at five in the morning. Estessno did not sleep in anticipation. Pulkovo did not like the fact that when all the check-in went through and it was about an hour before departure, there was no going back. And the absence in the room where I was sitting, a toilet and a smoking room, very much strained my psyche and my bladder.
The last organ was also strained by the fact that I flew for the last time in 87.
Sat on the plane. Rossiya Airlines (round trip. By the way). I'll miss all the taxiing on the airfield. I can only say that the afterburner during takeoff is the rarest adrenaline. ! Ya-ha!!!!! ! We flew.
Sleep is impossible. All in anticipation . . Plus another 5 hours without sleep in flight.

Landing is no worse in terms of adrenaline than taking off. They clapped. Hooray! there he is. Egypt! Here's the one I raved about and watched a million movies about and read a trillion of books about! Desert. There is an airport in the middle.

The first day at the hotel was spent under the degrees of the most non-alcoholic beer from the all-inclusive category and photographing every pebble in the hotel : )
I excluded communication with people in order to evaluate correctly "WHAT AM I DOING HERE? "

The most non-alcoholic beer turned out to be really the most non-alcoholic already on the second day, so I proceeded to the "all-inclusive" wine. I don't drink vodka, I'll tell you right away. In general, after a short tasting of local drinks, I realized that it is easier to spend 50 bucks on a normal beer in cans like "Heineken" than to be content with what is "included" ..
The first two days I tried to communicate with the Arabs in Russian. Or they tried with me...I don't know. But I came to the conclusion that English is easier. The rest of the time I communicated only in English.
Well, then dating solid. By music, I determined that many from St. Petersburg, because Pirate Station as an event is known only in St. Petersburg, like Radio Record itself. Hm strange...
- "Kolyan, ask the guy at the table, is he busy? "
I come and ask. A boy of school age vaguely answers something. But I understand it's busy. I turn to the table next to me. Three girls.
- "Girls, you are not busy"?
Sat next to Sanko. We met...

Well, then what happened is what is written in the title of the note ...The rest is personal. Who knows, will understand....

Starting from the third day of staying at the hotel, everything started. Partying, drinking, beaches. bathing, people, socializing ....
In general, life turned around. From time to time he led a local disco due to the fact that he was a DJ : ) Reemyvera 4 * hotel, let's say not very much. Banal Egyptian hostel. But Sufficiently warm weather, the sea and a good mood blocked the dirty tap water, poorly cleaned bathroom and total unsanitary conditions throughout the hotel.
By the way, it is worth adding that the local songs are very annoying, they are saturated with the expression "habibi" so much that when I heard "hands up" somewhere on the beach, I rejoiced and became a fan of this group...

Went to Cairo. The city is disgusting. Dirt, poverty, rubbish everywhere. The capital of fucking Egypt. where millions of tourists go to see the pyramids. Pharaohs (those who have not yet been dug up) in the tombs turn over at the sight of what people did with the once great empire. Anyway. They spin in it.
I looked at the pyramids. The impression is twofold. I was really looking forward to this moment. It seemed impressive, but on the other hand, judging by the films, they were larger ...Or I drank a little ..
Evenings were spent exclusively in gatherings on the territory of the hotel with a large number of plastic cups in which something was filled. that "all inclusive", in the same cup (empty of course) was a mobile phone.
Through repeated experiments, it has been proven that a mobile phone with Russian music turned on and placed in a glass (preferably glass) plays like a solid audio system. Loud and clear.

With this device, we spent the rest of the time.

Unfortunately, many of those who started with us gradually left. Those who became very dear to me and to whom I became very attached also left. Again, this is personal and not subject to publicity. . : )
Well, then I had the last day that I spent thinking about the eternal, looking at the starry Egyptian sky....
Came to Peter. I saw snow from a bird's eye view! Kick-Ass. like I've never seen him! Everything is gray, dirty, slushy. cold. Get used to it for at least a week.
Summarizing. I will say. which I generally liked. leaving out some of the cons. In general, who wants to see and receive what, he will receive it.
p. s.
For those who go to Egypt.
Do not go to the Reemyvera hotel. The hotel is so-so, the animation is C grade. Better in the nearby "Golden 5".
At least from the balcony of my hotel, Golden seemed nicer to me, plus because I'm a DJ, and the music there in the open air was amazing. Beautiful area and quality disco. (which can be entered through a hole in the fence if you are in Rimaver)
I'll say it myself. that 500 Bachinsky will be enough for the eyes. Pyramids, desert quad biking and a little diving course are all worth the fun. And then, the road to Cairo by bus is exhausting (6 hours on the way).

And further. Do not try to go to Sochi, motivating cheapness. Egypt. Turkey. Cyprus and similar places in terms of the number of positive emotions and the quality of relaxation are several times higher in comparison with our resorts.

In general, to whom that is interesting - ask.