REGINA!!!!!!!! REGINA!!!!!!!!

In yellow hot Africa. . .
Hi all!
I read reviews about Egypt, I decided to write my own. For those who are interested, read on.
Egypt for me was the discovery of the Arab world. I got there by accident - my sister had an idiot's dream - pyramids.

Arriving in Hurghada, we were shocked - around the bare desert, the scorching sun, the burning wind - there was one desire - back to the plane and to our forest. Further more fun. The airport is new, quite decent. The guides sorted us into buses. We're skinny with our sacks. An Arab loader stands near the luggage compartment, grabs bags from everyone and loads them, plus he yells in pure Russian: “Dollar! Dollar! " Well, we are scorched and worn out by the sun, and let him chip in a buck. We decided that he would take us to the hotel, drag our luggage to the room. Dreaming!! ! Scattered in places. Air conditioning! They came to their senses. The bus started moving. We look, and our "loader" is waving to us from the parking lot with a pile of banknotes from different countries and peoples - they put us in skis !! ! Egyptian business. . .
10 minutes drive through the desert and Hurghada. Beauty!! ! We were put up at the Regina Hotel. Everything is beautiful, the territory is huge. It is a pity that the bungalow, we decided a bit dark, we will move to the main building. 15 minutes of tyagomotiny at the reception and the problem is solved. Fortunately, the rooms were free and we had enough perseverance. The view from the balcony is just super - a swimming pool below, snow-white bungalows around (someone likes to live there), exotic plants, an azure sea. And that's 3+ stars for 270 bucks for half board for two weeks. (I'm not lying - there were such prices in 2002). Finally, we felt like people!
In the evening, the guide gathered a group - everyone flew at very low prices, all people are not rich. Let the guide load us with excursions - Cairo - $50, islands - $ 30, safari - 25, etc. , etc. in short - lay out another cost of the tour and get acquainted with the sights of the country of the pharaohs. The guide gave us a night to think - thanks to him. Russians, they are Russians in Africa too. In any travel agency on the street, prices are almost half as low. We decided to save money. In the morning, our guide, Mohammed, finds out that no one wants to go anywhere. He gritted his teeth, but endured. On the 4th day we were on a safari. They show how local Bedouins live in a hot desert. In some way they remind us of our homeless people, only with their own philosophy.
In the evening, our Mohammed is furious - why did you go with another company? There is only one reason - money. They show everyone the same thing for 15 and 30 bucks.

Then we decided to go to Cairo. We are not changing companies. Irina-Khokhlushka works there, her husband is the owner of a travel agency. Responsible lady - checked. We decided to go on Tuesday. Irene explained that she might be in trouble with our guide if he finds out where and with whom we are going - competition. And we are like a drum. We pay money - take it. They took maximum care, but somewhere they pierced. Already on Sunday, Mohammed creaked his jaws and tortured us one by one with whom we were going. And, by the way, he said that he had not had such an “advanced” group for all the time of his work, and we will burp it. It became fun. It was even more fun on Monday.
The guide has three news: good, bad and neutral. I started with a good one - our flight from Moscow was canceled, we stay for 4 days at the expense of the company. HURRAH! HURRAH! HURRAH!! ! The bad one is that he knows that we are going to Cairo and will do everything possible and impossible to make the trip fail - well, try, you won’t take us with your bare hands. There were threats to call the police - for what? We firmly stood our ground - we won’t go anywhere without you, you are our black-eyed happiness. And the third - joyful for him, but we don't care - he leaves our group. Immediately there was an acquaintance with a new guide - Daniel - a boy of 22 years old, threshes in Russian, looks like a Russian - a mixture of blood - a Russian mother. Well, we figured that would be easier to deal with. Aha, shchas!! ! In connection with the transfer of departure, our Valentina lost tickets Moscow - Irkutsk (600 bucks). She began to explain to Dannik, but in raised tones in her voice. What was there! Our half-breed completely forgot the great and mighty, eyes on the forehead and no decision, but the point is in the voice. How dare you, woman, yell at a man? ! Forcibly, we persuaded him to take up the ticket issue. PROMISED…
Next - excursion to Cairo. Tributary warned me personally - DO NOT TRY!! ! Let's not go anywhere!! ! And God bless you, we're not going anywhere! And we are going to. Valya, Pasha, Serega and our Max went to bed, and Tanya and I decided that we would not sleep, we would go to a disco, we would sit until 2. Departure at 3 o'clock. If we go to bed, we won’t get up, we’ll oversleep, and there’s no one to wake us up. And less suspicion. We sit and drink beer. Guides come - as many as two !! ! They sat down in front of us, making eyes, waving their heads and hands: “We won’t let you go anywhere! ” and we answered them: “But we are not going anywhere - you see, we drink beer, we dance. ” At two o'clock in the morning they peacefully get up and leave. Well, thank God. We are in the room. The whole team was awakened, reported the situation. We leave the hotel one by one. Serega, Valya, Pasha slipped through, and the three of us - stop !! ! Where with bags? And we are at the disco. (with baby and pillows). AND GO!! ! The head of our Helio-tour travel agency was called in to reinforce, guides from other hotels came - shouting, they were chasing us back to sleep, the policemen were called - what an honor. I took Dannik away, I speak as culturally as possible, I fool my head, I persuade him to let him go. It seemed to agree. Our bus comes up, our Irene comes out. And away we go… “I won’t let her go!!! ” It turned out that Irisha's husband had put Daniel in jail for something related to the tourist industry.
We processed the Arabs for a long time. Still, they screwed up. And the bus chiu-chiu! This is what our “guards” were counting on. Enough of Irina Mikrik, we jump in and rushed 130-150 km per hour. All the same, they caught up with the buses at the picket. It turns out that on distant excursions, buses travel in a column, accompanied by police with flashing lights - anything can happen. We jumped into comfortable buses, there were a lot of empty seats. We settled down one by one and to sleep - to go 8-9 hours.

Cairo met us with the noise of a car - no traffic rules. Our traffic cops would go there - they would get rich! There is one traffic light for the entire metropolis of 14 million people, and that one works on holidays. How they get there is a mystery. Our tour was great. Irina took a minibus, loaded 7 people into it and took her to all the hot spots with a personal guide. Everything was wonderfully organised. We saw the pyramids and the sphinx. The most courageous descended into the tomb. We learned the history and secret of making papyrus. Sniffed aromatic oils to the point of stupor. It is a pity that Tutankhamen's golden mask was not allowed to be tried on. It was a private tour. Its price on the market day is $80-100, and it cost us $35 each.
On Wednesday they boasted of a prostitute and protection of life. Our tributary is no longer “ours” - he does not want to communicate with traitors, it means he was offended. All his attention is directed to new tourists - it is necessary to raise the financial condition and prestige of the company. We don't interfere. After Cairo, we were warned that all these were flowers, expect berries. Oh how scary!!!
And it started on Friday. . .
19.00. peacefully going to dinner. Phone call to the room: “You fly home tomorrow. Pack your things. " How are we flying? Why? We still have a week off. We do not want!! ! Indeed, in yellow hot Africa, in its north-eastern part, somehow suddenly a misfortune happened outside the schedule... What should I do? To whom to complain? It makes no sense to fight on the phone. We go down, collect documents, tickets, begin to find out. Show names on the computer. For some reason, only Tanya, me, Maxim. The rest of the group stays. We are almost on the verge of hysteria - we did not expect such an end. Yelling, stomping your feet, banging your head against the wall to no avail. We pretended to be poor lambs, please, we beg you to sort it out. After half an hour of hassle, the answer is: “It would be like that for a long time! We also know how to spoil the nerves! Here we gave up. were the first to offer peace in a purely Russian way - to drink vodka. It turned out behind this case that they wanted to avenge us for the excursions. If we started to swear, to sort things out, then we might not have been deported home, but we would have visited the airport once again. It turned out that our tributary was flying to Russia to choose a wife (his words), so he decided to play a prank on us. He became bored - be you wrong!

They refused to get acquainted with the new guide - two were enough. we quietly survived the week, had a great rest, did not go on excursions. Friends (namely friends) remained there a bunch. Everyone was surprised that we had been an eyesore for so long - as many as 19 days. And there would be so much more. . .
After Egypt we were in Tunisia, Turkey, Romania, Bulgaria. Everywhere is great to relax. Everywhere there are adventures. But it has never been as fun as in Egypt.
In 2006, we flew only to Hurghada, only to "Regina" and did not regret a single minute. It's like home - everything is familiar and everyone is familiar. Believe it or not, but after 4 years we were accepted as best friends and the adventure continued. . .
We love you Hurghada!
We love you Regina!
We are looking forward to meeting you, Egypt!! !