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was in 2000, for the first time I went out from Europe. My first trip with Lore, the first flight, the first time in North Africa. Egypt 10 years ago it seemed far away, then it's almost become a second home for me. Sharm El Sheikh was a small village in the desert, Naama Bay was just a street with some shops and two local Hard Rock Cafe and Bus Stop (our local favorite, who is no more).

The Egyptians had not idea how much money could do with tourists, yet they passed entire afternoons by John papyri to choose and negotiate the price, drinking red sorrel.

We flew with the Egyptian company, and the 4-hour flight seemed to me endless. When he finally appeared in the Red Sea below us and I saw for the first time the reef, I was very excited. As soon as I saw the land of Egypt, rocky desert and nothing else, I wondered how we were going to the middle of nowhere. Here and there some hotel, you could see the swimming pools, and about nothing, only the orange-ocher color of the earth. Leaving the plane finally the impact with the Egyptian climate was very similar to two slaps in the face, a temperature so hot that take your breath away.

At the airport we met the Egyptian rhythm, slow and haunting, at passport control looked at me with serious faces series, I watched them afraid and they saw my face broke into a laugh funny joke! But what bad sides? I felt instant sympathy.

The bus has about 20 people charged in the square just outside the airport, there were four cats. Our guide told us some things the same we have heard repeatedly over the following years, but that day, being new to me, have listened very carefully.

The tourist village, the place where I had never been before, it seemed of great luxury. We were around 25 people, yes and no, there were more people of the staff than guests, so we made friends with everyone in a few days. The beach was far away, Ras Umm Sid area. We went with the shuttle, a word that had little to do with what actually was: a tractor driven by an elderly man who spent the time to add water to the radiator, with two wagons attached type rides for children!

The beach was a rocky stretch to the sea, where it came from a footbridge leading over coral reefs. I had to take courage to go in, because it was 80 meters deep and I was not good at swimming ... but the water is so salty that keeps afloat, so in a few days I have become familiar with the sea. Thousands of fish of all colors, the different types of coral, as I have lived so long ignoring the existence of this wonderful world?

All guides and divers who accompanied us on trips had a love and passion for Egypt and the Red Sea that explain everything with enthusiasm and expertise are excellent.

That year we did not go to Cairo (the pyramids I've seen a few years later), but we were in an incredible place: in Petra, in Jordan.

What an adventure! We have flown a small plane, a turboprop with 40 seats, which made the sea turns to fear (I felt like Indiana Jones!) Military airport in Aqaba, Jordan, the atmosphere was a little 'tense of certainly not have welcomed us with open arms, and we managed to retrieve our passports who wanted to keep with our Egyptian guide (and a bit 'of money, I think). From there it took still a long way by bus to get to Petra, through a beautiful landscape.

finally arrived, we headed along the road to the pink city. The heat is crazy, the road is long, and then do a lot of hard work (rewarded for the things you see). One of the most beautiful places I have ever visited. It passes through a canyon up to 200 meters deep in some places so narrow that they pass the sun's rays. At the end of this long passage is carved into the front wall rock called "El Khasnet" ("The Treasure of Pharaoh"). It 'a monument to the jaw-dropping beauty, perfection, the color .... E 'was difficult to take good pictures, because there is not much space in front and tourists all flock here. A camel parked in front of the facade, which was intended to "seize" the tourists: the owner made them up to take pictures, but then had to go down bargain! When you're up there you're willing to pay what they ask you just to get off! We have escaped the camel, but we managed to pay $ 5 for a bottle of water in the hot sun ... and do you risk dehydration plucking of course!

The climb is steep to the royal tombs, but there you have a wonderful view of the city rose. We returned to Sharm

rather late in the evening, we were tired but it was worth it.

We saw for the first time, Ras Mohammed, where we then went back several times over the years because it is an extraordinary place. (Especially if you go by boat .... once we were followed for a long time by a dozen dolphins ...)

the evening we went out more, taxi drivers (they run like mad), we also loaded in 8 crushed all for very little money. Once there was even a pickup loaded in 12, then the driver has seen in the distance the police and dumped us in the street ... Hard Rock Cafe we \u200b\u200bwere home, the bouncer with long hair and a goatee that was always there at the entrance has now taken a liking to us and was always free to enter. I remember that I saw for the first time a girl working behind the counter, without even the veil on the head. I thought that perhaps the status of women in Egypt is better than in other Muslim countries, but then one night a successfully done. We were in a fast food restaurant to get a sandwich, I did not know which to choose and because the menu was in English Lore, I asked the meaning of some terms to understand what were the ingredients. The owner has started to say "NO!". We watched two big question marks on his face. "You can not '!" ... You can not what? Maybe she had too short. Maybe I could take my boyfriend's hand. No. It was addressed to my partner, who was doing something absolutely prohibited: translating the words into Italian was teaching something to a woman, and it's forbidden. In public too! There have been very sick, but I could not help but respect their rules.

On the other hand, I noticed a particular liking of many other Egyptians in respect of the Italian tourists and I felt at ease in making friends with a lot of people, as the seller of hookahs that when he heard that he told us we are in Turin his uncle who has the bench at Porta Palazzo.

Perhaps it is true that not all the same, but some Egyptian women around you do not see ...

Even if after two weeks I'd had enough to eat cumin (the spice that put everywhere, and digesting with difficulty) I went back to Italy knowing that I would be back for sure, because I had already seen and nostalgia for the places I needed to see more (Indeed, in subsequent years we viewed, and how!)

Ras Umm Sid, the beach on a rock and a ladder for diving in the Red Sea