Ras Katy – where it all began ... the English version Visit to Egypt and to see the pyramids has been my dream since childhood. In 2001, two days after the attack on the World Trade Center, my dream came true. Since that time, I visited Egypt several times crossing up and down the country, having many positive experiences. While living in Cairo I had the opportunity to observe the daily life of the inhabitants - but at the end I was always staying at the hotel. In 2013 I had the unique opportunity to stay in a rented apartment in Sharm el Sheikh. My opinion on the assessment of the perception of foreigners by the Egyptians completely changed. For the first time I was not a “wealthy” tourist, with many dollars or euros to be spent quickly. Suddenly I began to be treated as a local person: perhaps working here, but certainly the one who cannot afford a stay in a hotel, a person who slaps a similar poverty like everyone else here. Prices in shops have become similar to those that pay the Egyptians, and even on the Old Market the prices for the staff were completely different what the tourists had to pay. I began to like the night buzz on the streets and pristine silence on Friday mornings when all Egyptians were busy with prayers in the mosque. I also enjoyed the fact that while living in an ordinary neighborhood nobody paid special attention to me, and the neighbors were very friendly. With Sharm I really fell in love with in January this year, when my friend took me to the local beach Ras Katy. At the beginning I was not really interested in that, because I really do not like to lie on the beach. But we went. After 10 minutes walk we arrived to the cliff and I could not believe my eyes: blue sea and the amazing view of the Sinai Mountains. No hotels, no tourist boats, no houses. In the middle of the cliff under the umbrella covered with reed sat the guard who was checking if we were not the residents of hotels. (Hotels in Egypt present their guests with plastic bands.) On the sandy and pebble beach was maybe 5 people ... It was a different world to the one I knew from the tourist Sharm. I felt like being on a deserted island: only the sea, mountains and calm. Sometimes in the distance quietly sailed single ship. At that moment I knew that I was going to return here, return very often…
Posted on: Sun, 07 Dec 2014 12:17:22 +0000
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