This must be the place

Finally, the day to move my suitcases to the new villa arrived. At noon, the real estate agent showed up promptly, as previously agreed.  The zatouna (meaning small olive, Egyptian slang for something small and ridiculous) apartment where I have lived during the last 3 months was particularly cold and damp last night, and I … Continue reading This must be the place

New digs

It's only a handshake deal a this point, but it looks like I can finally get away from Party Central, aka Abu Tig marina in El Gouna, Egypt. The blaring nightclubs till 3am every night, the busloads of crass tourists coming in at all hours of the day and night, the constant construction, the loud … Continue reading New digs