Just after starting work in Germany, I had the chance to escape to Egypt for a week. It was my one and only “resort holiday”, borne out of the necessity of a last-minute booking summer peak and the simple desire to go somewhere warmer than what the Germans were calling summer.
The interesting part about these passport stamps is that I nearly didn’t get the “leaving Hurghada” one. After a mix-up at the resort over the promised airport transfer, I ended up being apprehended in the departures lounge by my irate (unpaid) taxi driver and his friend, a police officer, who maintained that he had the power to stop me from leaving Egypt if I didn’t pay the taxi fare the driver thought I owed (I thought the resort owed it to him, not me). I cried poor and emptied my pockets to reveal about 9 Euros in coins, and said that was all I had left after my holiday, and eventually they accepted this and let me depart. Not a very cool way to leave a country, but I blame myself for ever signing up to a resort-style vacation.
Glad you made it!
I am not the Resort-style girl either – I did it once and that was that – hopefully 😉
Fida, agreed, once in a resort is enough, but at least I went once and figured out my long-held opinion was completely justified!