Hey friend, where should we go?
— We go to the beach near Farsha, which.
- Sit down, I’ll take you there. For 10 dollars.
- Come on, you can take us there and back for 15.
- Eh, Russian shaitan. Okay, sit down, there are few tourists in Sharm and they came without money. It’s unclear what to live on.
- Come on, your gasoline is so cheap, but you don’t seem to be producing oil.
- Okay, okay.
Taxis in Sharm rush at the speed of a bullet along smooth roads paved among the dunes. You open the window and you may be covered in small grains of sand. You catch a breath of air like a hungry man and listen to their music, which they turn on at full volume at a speed of over 120. It is difficult for a European to appreciate the beauty of their songs about Habibi; we do not feel tact and do not understand the words. They sincerely love these sounds, each time reporting that this song is their favorite.
- Listen, let me take you for a ride?
— Add 2 dollars on top and I’ll let you steer)
- To hell with you, come on.
- Now, let's pass the police checkpoints. They were placed around the entire perimeter of Sharm. You tourists are protected. Our minister actually said he’s taking care of you now. Because the situation in the country is unstable. So you can sleep peacefully.
You sit behind the wheel, with your slipper on the floor, and yes, you understand that their roads are stunning. Now even the howls from the speakers add a special flavor to this windy heat at the crazy speed of the car.
- Okay, okay. Let's change. Otherwise, someone will check your license and that’s it, they’ll take my car away. Tourists are not allowed to drive throughout Egypt.
And after 10 minutes we arrive at a cliff, where the taxi driver says goodbye and gives us a business card. Call me when you get ready to go back. Money later. We agreed.
Farsha is the most colorful and excellent place, where the most delicious fresh juices, excellent hookahs and a gorgeous coral beach are 2 minutes away. Cats, like minisphinxes, sit on ladders among vases and old ancient wheels. Throughout the entire descent from the slope to the beach there are sofas, pillows, and wicker carpets. The atmosphere of Egypt. The smell of Egypt. Taste of Egypt.
— Peace be upon him
- Peace be upon you
This phrase is like an entrance ticket for you to be kind and respectful. You showed an attitude towards their religion and culture - you won their respect and a little more sincere service, even if they were already looking sideways at your cross on your chest.
- What will you do? Eat? Drink?
— Mango fresh and shishu.
- Ok.
— Shukran.
— Do you know Arabic?
- Just a few words.
- Afuan. This is especially surprising for a girl. I’ll make you the most excellent shisha now and treat you to tea.
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