Graptolite - Deliverance From Weevils
Graptolite's Sailing Log
Martyn Pickup & Heike Richter
Sat 23 May 2009 16:00
Egypt. Saturday 23 June
Behind the glossy façade of the new marina at Hurghada we found a real town,
admittedly touristy and obviously Egyptian. All kinds of good things could
be purchased there using mobile phone, credit card and cash, just like the
folks do out west. Supermarkets and alcoholic beverage suppliers even
delivered stuff direct to our boat. Haircuts, fishing tackle and female
bar-room singers were all also within easy reach.
Makes your head spin with the decadence of it all.
On Wednesday we had a really good and inexpensive seafood meal out on the
town with Graham and Val (Silver Heels); Graham and Suzy (Eeyore) and Peter
(Cool Change). By Thursday evening I was struggling with a mild dose of King
Tut's Revenge. It was just me; I think I'm getting a bit sensitive to
seafood. It was nowhere near as bad as the Tonga Trots but it kept me in my
cabin all day.
We have now left Hurghada and have parked up in strong wind at Endeavour
Harbour twenty miles up the coast. They give places fancy names here but
this is just an inlet in an uninhabited desert island near the bottom of the
Gulf of Suez.
We're not finding any weevils in the ship's biscuits any more but we spotted
a couple of cockroaches sauntering around recently so we have some in-boat
chemical warfare going on.
M