arriving at Safaga from the desert
100 kms of grinding from desert camp 3 to the Red Sea camp Safaga. Sweet and short felt the day for most, weary knees were the killers for others.
Patient riders were flexible today with route changes & pleasantly surprised upon arrival to camp…
Picture yourself hoping off the saddle finding tents pitched on the shore with many new friends chillaxing about sippin an authentic Egyptian Stella (the local brew).
What’s better? An open kitchen in the sun; manned by many wonderful people with a big pot of replenishing soup awaiting.
I wish to make a fuss over these amazing cooks collectively supplying us with delectable meals every evening – no fail. Whether it be vege or meat curry, spicy chickpea & veg with couscous, veal with potato, beet and coriander salad…it’s always so tasty and always served with pleasure. They’re loving the experience of shopping in the local markets for the hunger of the craziest cyclist in Africa…
Everyone here seems to be enjoying the style of life currently lived.
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