A Day in Sharm
Sharm El Sheikh Travel Blog› entry 4 of 5 › view all entries
I woke up at 9 am. We were told to be at the lobby at 11 am, so I have about 2 hours to get ready. After a long shower, I decided to take a walk outside. The Nubian village resort is a huge complex of small bungalows dotted along a large area. Large numbers of people were thronging towards the beach, I followed them.
The Nubian Village was actually located on a cliff and to access the beach (a private beach I was told), one must ascend a series of steps. The beach was full of vacationers lounging around on the deck chairs. It was low tide. Nobody was swimming. It was one of the best beaches I’ve ever seen
When it is almost 11 am, I headed back to the reception area. Each bungalow was well hidden among the trees and shrubs. I have a tough time finding my way towards the reception area and many times ended up on someone else front porch. A couple even asked me for a couple of sandwiches. I don’t blame them, I do look like a local and on that particular day I was wearing something similar to the hotel’s room service uniform. I told them I will be back with their sandwiches and ran the hell out of there.
I finally found the reception area and to my surprise, breakfast is still open. I got myself a cup of coffee and sat down. An Egyptian man in his mid 50s sat down on my table. He introduced himself. He is the chief security officer for the whole of Sharm el sheik area. The good General has asked him to take care of us during the duration of our stay at Sharm. He was a former student of the General and owed an absolute allegiance towards him. I feel like in a spy movie. I was tempting to ask, how on earth did he recognized me but decided not to.
Around 11 am, we left the hotel in 2 cars (5 of us, the general and the chief security officer). Our first stop would be Naama Bay which is about 20 mins driving. Naama bay is packed full of shops, bazaars and restaurant and because of the tourist season, it was full of tourist.
We stop right in-front of Naama Bay Hotel, just the opposite of Hard Rock Café. At the lobby, a young Russian lady (you can clearly see on her face that she look terrified) were already there waiting for us. The General explain, the best view of the whole of Naama Bay would be from the balcony of one of the suites on the east building of the hotel. The hotel has been so kind enough to open the suite for a few mins for us to enjoy it. Good lord. We were led to the said suites and the General was right, it was a spectacular view. One can see the whole beach, the whole town and the blue waters of the red sea with boats scattered on it. It was heaven and I do not want to leave.
We were led to the beach soon after and board a glass bottom boat. The floor of the boat were made of thick glass (I do hope it is thick).
We had late lunch (it was almost 3 pm) at one of the many restaurants at Domina Prestige Coral Bay Hotel. The hotel complex is so huge we had to use a buggy to get there. The restaurant (I forgot its name) situated at the end of the hotel complex, perched on a clip overlooking the red sea. There were hundreds of thatched huts, where people were busy tanning themselves. We had the usual fare, Egyptian bread followed by assortment of salty salads and then beef, chicken and lamb kebab. By the time we get to the hotel it was almost 5 pm. We took a quick shower, packed our bags and check out. While we were checking out, there was quite a big fight between the reception and a young British couple (I assume they were there for their honeymoon). They have booked a room at the hotel for a week from their travel agent back home but their name is not on list. They stormed out of the hotel in anger. They took a cab from the road and were gone. I feel guilty. The general manager of the hotel, a young Egyptian man, late 30s I presumed, was at the lobby to wish us goodbye.
Since our flight back to Cairo was late at night, we stop by again at Naama Bay to do some shopping. It is even busier at night. Sofa and tables were being set along the pavement. We took a seat and order mint tea and shisha. There was a free folk dance show, very tastefully done along the street. It was during the European cup, and there were lots of shouts of..”goal!!”..”no!!”. It was very festival like.
We were safely back in Cairo, and by 1 am, were back in our old room at the Ramses Hilton Hotel.