The J’s and I left Cairo and flew to Sharm el-Sheikh for the duration of our stay together. We stayed at the Dreams Beach Resort, which was by far nicest and possibly the first resort I’ve ever stayed in- thanks Jim btw, how nice it is to have a HS friend that’s a professional poker player (you kick ass)! Our room was right off the Red Sea, complete with miniscule jelly fish to sting us all! Needless to say, our view was amazing!
A very different experience from Cairo, we spent most of our time in Sharm lounging under sun, eating crappy buffet food, drinking camel piss (Egyptian alcohol) and playing Race for the Galaxies- good times. It was nice to get away from the hustle and bustle of Cairo. There are some very memorable experiences which I’ll never forget, and I don’t suspect Jonny & Jimmy will either. But, as they say: whatever happens (in Sharm), shall stay (in Sharm) mwahahaha. Aye boyz?
Unfortunately, we didn’t get a chance to visit Mt. Sinai. Trying to organize anything through the resort was unwise and wasn’t happening, but at the same time we had a great experience lounging around doing ABSOLUTELY NOTHING.
The only drawback to my experience in Sharm el-Sheikh was that I caught ‘The Pharaoh’s Revenge.’ I figured that the vegetables at a resort would safe, but I learned (now that I’m back in Cairo) that the water in Sharm is even dirtier than Cairo. Something I must’ve eaten made things most unpleasant for me in that last stretch. Luckily, the owner here at my hostel had some crazy herb of the Bedouin (Egyptian Nomads) that cures the shit (pun intended). Jim caught it too, just before his flight (hope he made it through alright)! Overall, the malady lasted about 5 days, not something I would wish on anyone, except maybe one....
Ultimately, I had a fantabulous time hanging with the J’s. Remember the pastries, sockball, frogger and all the obvious…You guys are the best and thanks for coming out to meet me- Amsterdam and on. We really had some unforgettable times. My Dad called us ‘The Three Amigos’ and I think that is fitting.
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Dear Uncle Clint:
I miss you very very very much. How many days until you come back, Uncle Clint? I hope you can come this summer.
Love Dana. And Mommy. And Daddy. And Dylan. And Liam.
Good night.
I miss you guys too Dana. I don't know when I'm coming back but if I can see you this summer believe we'll be out there surfing baby!!
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