Dahab
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6ffRoiABvbWNGTKvrF1knkZW9ce6wN8nRvWGV0hKwSR9Fzolnm_wATDgbj87t9Sw5E2LbBN8098_OOpIgFY5hPVgxtzrYkvnLRj_bltvHfKMM-0JTd82pFa8ES18eqviRt_RR7mVXSNA/s320/20180404_115146.jpg)
I have to confess, the one thing that almost made me not
book this tour was the five days we had in Dahab. Israel has always been on my
list, an appreciation for a people who have endured a lot, produced a Messiah,
and carry a massive legacy I have a lot of respect for within my faith and own
beliefs. Then Jordan, also, is significant in Biblical history, and therefore a
place I was excited to visit. The pyramids and the Egyptian museum, well, are
the pyramids and the Egyptian museum, and need no more explanation than that.
But five days at a beach resort, to be honest, felt like a bit of a waste of
precious holiday time.
Turns out, not so much. It is 8.17am on our last full day
here and I am so excited for today, and a little sad to be leaving.
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2bR6rb-4SHjfvmP4oqoZ9MqMoEbWJ8ny2ZyMWibWzWBg6kNJH_psFHnvULZmF_Yg9KeaHtrJiIBu5XC7JOthRqLule2y6RSTPR0MQ_a_G7Ivk1G9y2_R1bQ6gu76XK75u1MyvVBcn5X0/s320/20180404_155934.jpg)
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEDs0YW-Od3lu5ip0eMm0I4z6k4f1TYX5shE2iKxSWMf3stnRhYgVSRmR7PgsHw-2vz5EDk6lp9cRLvg9TEe_PCIz8zQ4sboa5y5eAWoFfawiX4iMK6PbP11hwyQVxumJS6pH0FNkN_ZY/s320/20180404_123657.jpg)
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyi3AhTLT30PwZlDJyrAKO_H4BJnb7Kdmym98YHWsMbcrxN0BT6DHBxh4ybc25Lhz9513H4xNyKEIcNGdI3ZepmMBlKqAnGbU1Mehn04q7O7Uo7UJYvQrrGpOi0TG93czcZicm8gwrCJk/s320/20180405_132600.jpg)
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOxGhqUseaNJBCAUErY63M1tZdA68Y9sicQeL4jqFWS_SxCTwezzINd7PA-yDnL2eIflZd-35nYSmAmrwqYFybVDFBV2WH4knSS8RXrrFABBEQFw7nsPEHzH_9T9dMdWFqZ_lDHnXr9GY/s320/20180404_181256.jpg)
Day 2: Afore mentioned seafood soup and my puku decided to
start an all out war. Two bottles of water and two rolls of toilet paper later,
most of the day was spent between bed and bathroom.
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTZuqHPqkLYCuXUwVw3bz3wscMdWrODE6Yxn3MAw6S1Mhz9tRMDE2hKJA6gYw9Ar-VDHrQyUfrgpomFh9oOz05FxhE7PkxTVAXwSMqtGxR9outb04gdNj0Id8KHpBGA_mNGJhNPPb6Wts/s320/20180404_174203.jpg)
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXkB8Mo0WsIDtGp1Sc4r9LxlXaEloIY1Yi7WNXxk8Q5z6HFpWhX1b0-0fmW9xj5i-P-z_DnJ7aBKFxOC4rHwzhkv9JIHsFkSAJfFwBHQPgo5tWYc46oAuVfnY1KaLicHJfGrpZKibOYN0/s320/20180405_132551.jpg)
Day 3: Feeling a little better, I managed coffee and juice
at breakfast, and was determined to hold it together for the adventure of the
day – snorkelling at the Blue Hole. Dahab is known for its diving and
snorkelling, with beautiful coral reefs and deep caves that kill people. We set
off on the back of jeeps and were sorted out with gear upon arrival. The water
was so clear and the little fish were beautiful. I had so much fun. Everyone we
met was really friendly, I’ve decided I’m quite a fan of the Egyptian
hospitality. They seem to get mostly Australian tourists and a few New
Zealanders, but not so many Americans or Canadians, so it was quite nice for a
change to not get pointed at and greeted with “Americano”, although apparently
me looking German has been quite a common theme!
Late afternoon we headed back, after a relaxing day of
snorkelling and snoozing. Pool party was to follow with some fun card game
shenanigans. Heart = happy.
Day 4: Nice chilled start to the day, walked into the
markets and attempted to give my severely lacking haggling skills a workout.
Paid way too much for everything but it was still all cheap, and a bit of fun.
Got some fake Ray Bans and a fake cashmere scarf the cotton started pulling on
and was given some “fantastic”, “stupendous”, “magnificent” prices that were
saved just for me. We were even given a business card and told “Take it, it’s
free!”. The Dahab markets are more friendly and less pushy than those in Cairo,
and when they found out I’m from New Zealand they had a couple of Maori
greetings ready to go, which endeared me a little more.
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDvJYPp_9AxFEEqNvfJa-kBIMxqiP1D1D51RXMJChdq_VK9ihJnhvUMq9k1P5fN_FxgtBWHPevlvyMCjWUgw2CeC6QYEFyhX6YLWnA57DFzU-jc0SbxJzG-vwhvdqgvlCZ9DRvdOK2374/s320/20180404_181115.jpg)
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj59JTcyd6SVccbWo0Q0zQSs8yOwMS9e_R4seETsthx8zVvoPQhXzkk5WDQl1KIyq00a42aHBO9xT8XjHJXv1FvLXwt9hsotRVLZ9D-DUU4IjWe5yLogZe6cwp02lKTfMT73oNT-MJR5ao/s320/20180404_181148.jpg)
Later in the afternoon we had a quad bike tour into the
desert to watch the sun set over the mountains, then had a traditional Bedouin
dinner with the most delicious Bedouin tea. I was a little nervous at first,
this being my first proper quad bike ride, but I found my rhythm soon enough
and the guides were great with their instructions, directions, and looking out
for everyone. It was awesome.
Day 5: Today is beach day. I’m excited for a casual day
today, swimming in the Red Sea, lounging by the beach. As my alarm clock would
say, “It’s gonna be a great day.” Next stop: Jerusalem!
Comments
Post a Comment