Twenty years ago, I went to Egypt with a friend. First stop was Cairo for a week, then Sharm el Sheikh for a few nights. It was hot, at times exceeding 45 degrees Celsius. My friend is a red head with freckles and he suffered. I love the heat, especially dry heat. But once it heads north of 40 degrees, it becomes troublesome. I loved Egypt. It was my dream destination. I want to return to do a Nile cruise. One day I shall, the sooner the better.
I can always put a date to my Egyptian holiday. We stayed at a very nice 5* hotel in Cairo which had a wonderful terrace and swimming pool overlooking the Nile. We were relaxing by the pool on Monday afternoon, having returned from a morning excursion. There were TV screens dotted about and a news story caught my eye. Timothy McVeigh had been executed. June 11th, 2001, twenty years ago today. It remained the most momentous date of the year for precisely three months.
I miss travel, hugely. But normality will return. I keep rolling the dice, hoping for the best. We’ve booked flights for Malta, again. Third time lucky? Our previous bookings in March 2020 and October 2020 failed to happen. September 2021 feels lucky though. I have my fingers crossed.