P.S. I am currently in a country that has slow internet, facebook is blocked and so is blogspot. So its complicated for me to do posts, so if the pictures are worped (if you click on the pictures they will be proper size) or things are not in place forgive me! This might be the case for the next few days.
As soon as we left our rooms in the morning, we felt warmer in the sunlight. After breakfast, we drove back for a look at St Catherine's Monastry, the chapel where her finger is on display and the "original" burning bush.... complete with a fire extinguisher sitting on the ground next to it!
From here, we headed off to the port on the Red Sea to take a short 1 hour ferry trip across to Jordan... however, in order to catch this ferry we had to pass through immigration control and wait in a rather dirty and dark room for hours without information, hoping that we had not missed the boat. No information, no announcements, just flies and lots of other people sitting around. Our Egyptian guide had dropped us off at the front of immigration and had failed to advise us of the expected departure time, our ticket was unhelpful and certainly no information was available anywhere that we could see. I asked a nearby officer what time the boat will leave, his reply was "there is no time, maybe half an hour?".
It seemed that we had reached the bottom in accommodation quality and we now on the rise as the rooms were clean, nicely decorated, heated and no leaks from the toilet....
As soon as we left our rooms in the morning, we felt warmer in the sunlight. After breakfast, we drove back for a look at St Catherine's Monastry, the chapel where her finger is on display and the "original" burning bush.... complete with a fire extinguisher sitting on the ground next to it!
From here, we headed off to the port on the Red Sea to take a short 1 hour ferry trip across to Jordan... however, in order to catch this ferry we had to pass through immigration control and wait in a rather dirty and dark room for hours without information, hoping that we had not missed the boat. No information, no announcements, just flies and lots of other people sitting around. Our Egyptian guide had dropped us off at the front of immigration and had failed to advise us of the expected departure time, our ticket was unhelpful and certainly no information was available anywhere that we could see. I asked a nearby officer what time the boat will leave, his reply was "there is no time, maybe half an hour?".
Eventually after about 3 hours, some people started to get up and move and we followed them to where we were put on a bus (after stowing luggage underneath) and driven a very short distance to the front of the boat where we hoped off and dragged our luggage into the lower vehicle compartment before finding seats upstairs and it still was another hour before the trip finally commenced. Arriving in Jordan, there was more waiting again but finally we were off with our Jordanian guide and heading to our accommodation in the Port City of Aqaba. We could see the lights of Israel in one direction and Saudia Arabia in the other.
It seemed that we had reached the bottom in accommodation quality and we now on the rise as the rooms were clean, nicely decorated, heated and no leaks from the toilet....
woot for better rooms!
ReplyDeleteand those photos look amazing!!!
you must be having a fantastic time!
although your probably dyeing without your facebook... or is that just me?
Thank you very much! I am!
ReplyDeleteOh hell yes I am! I find ways around it but its still difficult.