Merry Xmas & Happy New Year

Dear all,

Im back in London for Christmas and besides the terribly cold weather (in comparison with Cairo) I am very happy to be here, but my true Xmas present would have been to have surprised my Family back in Portugal.

Well it will be Xmas in London with my friends for a change and Im looking forward to it so much. After being here since saturday which makes it just 4 days Im finding London very different, allot of areas have developed and became so art Noveau which makes it a very upcoming city to live, but its so expensive too LOL

















I have been seeing some of my friends already and allot more are still to be seen which is great, as well as this im trying to get a temp job just to make some extra dosh in order to pay for my PMP (Project Managment Professional) course and exam faster so that I can come back.

Well lets see what happens, as the New Year is full of plans and so many ideas are going through my head as what to do in the future, so i have to take some time, reflect and analyse things in a bigger scale.


To all those Worldwide which i wont get a chance to meet or see I wish you a ver Merry Xmas and may the New Year of 2007 bring you all you wish with blessing from baby Jesus which you must not forget to let re-born in your hearts.

All my Love from cold and freezing London


Nunico xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

2nd December 2006

Well, today its simply 2 weeks away from me travelling out of Egypt for the 1st time since I been here. Its been 10 months and its been as well as a very hard experience, it has been so rewarding in the way It all finally sank in. My granny used to tell me when i was a kid that unfortunately because of my choices I had to depend on myself only, and living alone here, without my closest friends I have come to realise she is sooo dam right and as much as it may shock me sometimes its so true. The new year is so close again and I have put into my targets of life to do something of my life, to go out there and show everyone who I am. Although I am shy at times and scared of life on different aspects, I believe that the past experiences will give me enough strengh to focus and to be a winner. I truly wish i could go back to my own country Portugal and be with the people that speak the same language as I do, the people who can understand my true feelings and my wording. Its so hard to express emotions with English language, i have to measure my words, I have to adapt to what it would mean in my own language. I also feel very sad, sad because I wont be sharing my daily life anymore with Angela, my Brazilian friend. She has decided to move back to Brazil by early January and I find myself lost and sad. Who will I share my things with ? Who will i tell all the adventures i been through? I don't like to face facts but its not easy to loose someone one moment you don't know anything about her and the next you are so close friends that separation is not a word in the whole context.......

Well I'm kind of ready to go back to London, but I'm not ready to leave Egypt just yet, something inside me tells me I must come back, I'm giving it a shot and if when I'm back in January I don't feel that here its my place I will pack and leave in search of my dreams.

Most people here only daydream, their hopes and dreams have been "flushed" in the Brainwash they keep getting on their everyday lives. The whole pretending to be perfect and holy ............ Fuck that .......... I cant take the lies and the whole pretence of existence it makes me sick
Well i wont let this part of my emotions spoil this article about the whole parade of things i been going through.

Love life is non existent and I'm glad its non existent cause besides people here don't even know what they want, they will never be able to be themselves, neither will be able to assume who they are, because the society and the religion don't let them be themselves. So why should I put myself through this whole bullshit ? I don't need more crap in my life.

Maybe i will not be blessed with the fact that I will have a stable partner and we will live together but I shouldn't worry about that for now. I should concentrate on the fact that I need to develop more skills and go after my dreams and make them become true.

I been thinking about my life allot and about my future and mostly about the things i need to accomplish in life. I would like to have a Uni degree but I have no idea what course to enrol what path to follow...


Caroline my German friend who also moved here from London keeps giving me some wonder full ideas and some guidance in regards to following my dreams and not letting hope escape through the front door. She advised me to go to a Careers adviser and see what they can tell me. I don't think its a good solution to my problem but it could be an option that will let me find a different "guidance" in the overall path.

Well lets see what happens.....


Anyway apologies to all for the last weeks where i have been drenched in work and now i don't have a PC at home which makes it harder to sit down with my ideas and simply write away on this blog.


My Love to everyone and thank you for reading my thoughts

Photos- Cairo- November 2006

Sunset In Monthaza Park- Alexandria

Angela & I by the Mediterranean sea- Alexandria

Monthaza Park by the sea- Alexandria

Monthaza Park- Alexandria

From left: Angela, Sarah, Mesude and Marcelo

Tower- Monthaza Park- Alexandria

Can you imagine what we had been up to before this

photo was taken? Bota xutar container nisso Jolie !!!!!!!

Marisol and I - Look at the 2 of us trying not to look drunk !!!!

MARTIXA

Holidays Oct 06 (1)

Sunset in Little Fish Beach- Dahab- Egypt October 06


O Trio Odemira - Dahab- Egypt October 06


Morning @ Penguin Village- Dahab- Egypt October 06

My dear friend Mike - Al Azhar Park - Cairo- Egypt October 06

Sakkara Pyramids - Cairo- Egypt October 06

Ramsees II - Memphis - Cairo- Egypt October 06

Giza Pyramids - Cairo - Egypt October 06

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My birthday 2006

Thanks to Peter and Caroline I celebrated my bday this year.

I didnt want to do much but they said its a must and all so here we go, some of the photos taken, shame i didnt think of taking one all together.

Anyway it was a nice evening, had pizza, cake , sweets and guess what all the people that I love and matter werent there :( :( :( but it was good, a different thing done for a change :P

Thank you so much for all the presents, Peter, Caroline, Angela & Daniel, Hany and Nichola, Ahmed Ali and Hany

my cake courtesy of Mr Peter :)

Ahmed Ali, Hany & Nichola (they are now officially married) :))

Peter, Caroline, Angela, Daniel, Ahmed Ali, Hany & Nichola

Me cutting the cake

I really dont look chubby here !!!!!

I wish !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :))))

Marina - North Coast August 2006

Is this view breath taking enough for you ?
Peter's uncle compound beach
Lotus Compound-Marina Aug 2006

A "see you soon visit" to be with Miss Turkey Wannabe !!!!! :)
Sarah, Angela, Esin and me
Alexandria Aug 2006
Angela and me
Marina Public Beach Aug 2006


Me
Marina Public Beach Aug 2006


The "GANG"
Angela, Sarah, me and PeterMarina Public Beach Aug 2006

THE MEN DESIRE THE WOMEN WHO DO NOT EXIST

She is in the fashion –
Many women are in acrobatic gynecological positions to scrape the pubic coats in the beauty halls. They are hung in wood-of-ploughs and, later, leave happy with only one little streak of hair, or with one little narrow garden, the indicative trail of a harmless desire and not more the aggressive forests that can scare men.
They seem vertical moustaches that they make me to think about... Hitler.

Golden silica, coats, threshed butts, everything to please the consumers of the sexual market. I Eye the popular magazines of pretty women... and I feel a light depression, I more only feel me, ahead of as much impossible offers.

I see that the feminism if vulgarized in "an object" freedom has produced women free as things, free as perfect products for the pleasure. The competition is great for a market with few consumers, therefore it has more women that men in the square (infuriated message may come...) Perhaps this article is moralist, the grapes of the envy are green, but I eye the magazines of naked woman and alone see landscapes; I do not see people with defects, fears. I only see girls offering the total sweetness, all competing in the market, desperate erotic contortions because they do not have anything else to show.

The women have never been so naked; already they had all displayed the body, vagina, anus. What she lacks? What these women want? They want to finish with our homes?
They want in humiliating them with its non conquerable beauty? Many have little mouths, shy, some suggest a scare of virgins, and others made angry faces, fierce good-looking, but all in inside look at them of the eyes as if they said: "They come... I am always ready, always glad, always excited, I depend of caresses, romance..."

They suggest a mixture of girl with vampire, of sweetness with madness and all exhibits a false devouring hornyness. They want money clearly, husband, social place, respect, but they pose as they imagine that the men want them.

They exhibit a desire that they do not have and they pose as if they were only bodies without interior life, in order not to bother with boredom the men who consume them. The person does not have plus a body; the body is that it has a person, fragile, tenuous, and living inside of it. But, that in these virtual women promise to them? A never ending orgasm?

They appear to be idols of a paradise market, last floor of a tower that the men would reach after its Ferraris, its Armani’s, gold and success; they are the crowning of a narcissism, they are the 11.000 virgins of a paradise for executives.

The problem continues: how to approach women who seem landscapes?

Another day I saw model Daniela Cicarelli on TV. Have u ever seen this young woman? She is the prettiest thing in the world, has a curious affection, smiley, democratic, perfect, the rosy lips, the "emerald eyes swimming in milk" (who wrote this), dry gold Biblical hair, breasts as an immense flower of pleasures. In my solitude I look upon her and I ask myself:

"Where it is the Daniela in the way of these perfect treasures? Where it is”

She must be perplexed of her own beauty, imprisoned in its destination of seduction, perhaps even with a vacant jealousy of its proper body.
Daniela is so pretty that I have will to say: “I wish she was ugly..."
We want to cover the virtual women, to visit them, but, as to talk with them? With who? Where they are they? As much it offers sexual distresses me, gives the certainty to me of that our sex is programmed by others, for masturbating industries, in provoking the desire me to vender satisfaction. It is for the difficulty to really carry through this masculine dream that these young women exist. They exist, for beyond the graphical limb of the magazines. The contact with them discloses girls unsafe, or candies, smart or silly but, if they could express its real desires, would not be in the sexy magazines; therefore she does not have market for women loving husbands, cooking happy, inhaling for tender relationships.

In the magazines, they are so perfect that they seem to excuse partners, are so naked that they seem girlfriends of their own. But, in the truth, them they want love and to be loved, even so they have the “array of harems” virtually invented by the males.
They have to dissimulate that they are not real; therefore nobody wants to be real nowadays. It is impossible to be real, because, in the technology of the desire the more you make it artificial, as cars of luxury if perfecting different models each year. To each erotica mutation, they are more unattached in the real world.

Therefore, with the economic crisis, the great success is fit beautiful girls and, filling the erotic sites or in saunas frequented by men.
Doesn’t it seem like this state of being is becoming a modern Arab rejoinder of harems?

These pretty women are paid not to exist, paid to be an untouchable dream, paid to be an illusion. Weirdly enough I saw an advert of an inflatable doll that synthesized the impossible desire it the market: to have women who do not exist... The announcement had the slogan in low:

"She needs neither food nor stupid conversation."
This is the masculine utopia: full satisfaction without suffering or reality.

The democracy of masses, meshed to the cultural sub development, seems "to free" the women. The "release of the woman" in an ignorant society as ours gave in this: super-objects in thinking free, but imprisoned in an external body that only hides poor persons, hungry girls of love and money. The freedom of market produced a stranger and false "market of the freedom".
It is this there. And when closing this text, assaults me the doubt:

I am being hypocritical with envy of the erotic of the century 21? It will be that only I was barred of the ball?

By Nunico

I am Who Im trying to become.... just beleive !!!!!!!!

You can call me a sinner

celebrate me for who i am

drag me down in the dirtsticks and stones will break my bones

but your words will never be heard

this is who i am

you can like it or not

i'm never gonna stop

cleopatra had her way

matahari too

whether they were good or bad

is strictly up to you

life is a paradox and

it doesn't make much sense

please don't take offense

don't let the fruit rot under the vine

fill up your cup and let's drink the wine

i'll be garden you'll be the snake

no no you know

(there's too much confusion)(it's all an illusion)(there's too much confusion)

can we get together?
i really, i really wanna be with you
i hope you feel the same way too
i searched, i searched, i searched my whole life to find,
find, find the secret but all i did was open up my eyes

do you believe that we can change the future
do you believe i can make you feel better

I'll make you feel better
it's sweeter in the end


Madonna - Confessions in the Dance floor

(No comments please)

Weird of the weird’s
I feel time going past me
And I'm sat here letting it get past me
Without any reaction either action

All this time
Spent trying to find the will power to search
For my ultimate desire in life
Find my path and my way

Along the streets filled with dust
Filled with garbage of the humans
That can’t care less about who is around
How it gets there and how it gets cleaned up

I’m tired of existing
Tired of the daily battle for who I am
For what do I want, where I want to go?
What is best for me?
Lord oh Lord

I know sometimes I don’t pray like I should
Well better like I used to
It’s been over 2 months that I haven’t prayed
Maybe cause desperation has not touched my heart
Maybe because I’m really lost and I’m just here taking each day
Taking it as it comes
Good or bad & funny or sad

It’s like time has finally given me the moment of the wakening
Time for me to choose what will be done next
I started by changing some of my things in my bedroom
Amazingly I slept in so much peace
My next step is to change how my body looks
I will finally join a gym

I hate myself
I hate looking at the mirror while putting on some clothes
Looking at this fat body, that has a weird shape to it
I have always been fat but I reached a point
That I cannot stop myself from being happy
That I cannot stop trying to make myself better
And that I can’t bare to walk into a shop anymore
See a nice shirt or t-shirt
Have the desire to buy it and then I remember how hideous I may look
So I walk out of the shop empty handed
And walk into a different shop that makes clothes that hide my fat body

Enough is enough

Monday heart recovery for a friend

The joy of being human!!!

Yesterday I was told how quickly Love can tear your heart apart,
I don’t remember this feeling
I feel like emotions have become numb to me
I felt your heart being smashed by a hope that was almost dead
but it’s not impossible
But when it’s for real,
your hopes should be higher and richer Stronger and longer

Maybe this person is scared
Maybe of the amount of love this person has received from you
Maybe there wasn’t hope anymore in this person's life
And you came along and changed all that for you both

All I can tell you dear friend,
Embrace Love as if you never loved before
Dance like you never danced before
Laugh like you never laughed before
Sing like you never sang before
Exist like you never have before

Don’t let them die, they might not come back

(dedicated to an egyptian friend)

I need you !!! Do I ?

Whispers in my ears call my name

No its not my name its words of wisdom telling me to be careful

Yes I have to, I fear the sadness and the darkness

Humans? what about them?

these crazy people that co-exist with us day by day?

I’m excited to get to know these people who think they know it all but

unfortunately have been brainwashed with some sort of Nazi therapy

They have chosen to live with closed eyes

chosen to co-exist with strong values which I admire in them

on the other side the putrid of their hidden lives on the side

makes me wonder why all that sacrifice in everything else

Listening to this Happy Hardcore music makes me jump

celebrate the existence of the rhythm

Its so funny to be so sad and become so happy the next minute

I feel no stress and no pain

Life has been so hard on me and this whole cultural adaptation

(continued from 11-06-06)

My friends from London made me so happy to receive a surprise call last night

they asked me to come back as they missed me too much

my heart was full of joy as I though they had forgotten me

The sun is shining, no clouds in the sky

and its not hot as a fresh breeze welcomes the day

Wish I could have stayed in bed,

under the sheets in that cozy warmth that we all know

that feeling you know you must get up but your body is dead to the World

Oh well just another day in Egypt,

because nothing else surprises me !!!

Sem sentido, num sentido de AMAR e de recordar ? Confuso sem rumo !!!!

Por vezes penso que conheco essa gente que caminha comigo ao longo da vida.

A caminhada pode ate ser diferente, mas os obstaculos sao multiplos, sao como cercas que me ultrapassam a cada dia, como barragens quase a transbordar.

O que parece ser pequeno nao e! O que parece grande e mais pequeno que o pequeno que pensa que e pequeno!

Confusao, caos, quem Amar?
Quem recordar?

Magoas tenho tantas dentro de minha alma e de meu ser, poemas que jorram como lagrimas sob a minha almofada que por mais moldada que esteja nunca me deixa ter aquela noite descansada e serena como aquelas noites enquanto era crianca.

AI VIDA por que te fazes tao complicada? Ou sera que sou eu proprio que nao vejo o horizonte da estabilidade, e nao vejo o ton da tua cor quente como a do por do sol que ao longe desce.

Senti algo que nunca tinha sentido tao forte, senti o Amor de alguem que me quer, senti o puro ciume que jorrava de sua alma.
Nao nos vimos, apenas conversavamos na internet, senti a dor de nao podermos estar juntos, nao pela distancia mas pela dor de nao nos podermos ver mais.

A ti dedico estas palavras, que tenhas sempre esperanca, nao te esquecas que e sempre a ultima a morrer.

So Deus sabe o que o amanha nos traz, hoje sou amanha serei...

LA VUELTITA VERDE !!!

Juan llevaba de enamorado tres años con una chica muy linda llamada Alexandra, y hasta el momento no había intentado tener relaciones sexuales con ella.

Un día empezó a acariciarla apasionadamente, le quitó toda la ropa, pero cuando intentó hacerle el amor, ella se excusó diciendo que solo haría eso después del matrimonio, pero que una vez casados podría hacer hasta "La Vueltita Verde" con ella.

Muy confundido con esto, Juan llamó a Johanna (una mujer con quien el tenía sus escapadas). Fue al departamento de ella y le pidió que hicieran "la vueltita verde".

Johanna, asustada, comenzó a gritar diciendo que ella era una mujer respetable y que nunca se le pasaría por la cabeza hacer una cosa de esas y le ordenó salir inmedi atamente de su casa diciéndole que se olvidara para siempre de ella.

Mas confundido todavía, Juan decidió ir a un prostíbulo. Escogió una mujer linda, se fue para un cuarto con ella y le preguntó si ella hacía de todo. Ella le respondió que hacía cualquier cosa por dinero. Entonces Juan le pidió que hiciera "La Vueltita Verde" con él.

Ella, puta de profesión, respondió que a pesar de ser una prostituta y ramera, era una mujer que se respetaba mucho y lo empezó a agarrar a golpes.

Oyendo aquel alboroto el cabaretero abrió la puerta de una patada y preguntó ¿Qué carajo está pasando? Juan, más confundido que nunca, le dijo que solo le había pedido a la mujer hacer un poquito de " La Vueltita Verde" con él.

Al oir esto, el cabaretero enfureció y lo saco a empujones del prostíbulo gritándole que no volviera a aparecer por ese lugar.

Aún confundido, Juan fue a buscar a Fulvio! (un gay) para aclarar las dudas al respecto. Cuando lo encontró en su peluquería, se saludaron muy efusivamente, y Fulvio le dijo que estaba dispuesto a pasar una noche con él. Juan se lo llevó y le propuso también hacer "La Vueltita verde".

Fulvio no soporto oir eso y comenzó a golpearlo con la secadora de cabello y le dijo que era un desgraciado que no quería volvera verlo más en su vida y lo echo, ayudándose de otros peinadores que estaban con él.

Juan estaba ya ansioso, enloquecido... Fue, buscó a Alexandra (su enamorada) y le pidió que se casara inmediatamente con él. Quería hacer el amor con ella pero más que eso mataba por hacer "La Vueltita Verde".

Alexandra aceptó y muy eufórica enfatizó que lo haría muy feliz y que harían "La Vueltita Verde" todas las veces que quisieran.

Se casaron... y fueron de luna de miel.

Juan, muy inquieto, quería interrumpir el viaje para hacer la tal "vueltita verde"...

En esa ansiedad, desvió su atención del camino, y se estrelló contra un trailer, provocando un accidente. Alexandra... murió.

Él está hasta ahora tratando de averiguar que es "La Vueltita Verde"... y yo también.

Perdí mi tiempo leyendo esta mierda de correo que me enviaron y al final, no te dicen que carajo es "La Vueltita Verde" así que no pienso quedarme con esta duda yo solo.

PASÁ ESTE CORREO Y JODÉ A OTRO TAMBIÉN

Trip to Ein El Sokhna Saturday 27th May2006

Me by the sea just after the first swim

Esin and I














The Ein Sokhna beach














Angela rolling in the sand














Daniel entertaining us with his guitar
















Sea level has gone down


After organizing with Peter and Angela we decided that we needed to get out from Cairo for the day so after a suggestion of Mohamed Saadany (colleague from work) we decided to go to Ein El Sokhna.

Peter picked me up at home and then we were off to meet the rest of the guys at 0830 in front of Star capital 3 (work yuuuuuuck) which is close to City stars Mall.When we got there i found Simona, Esin and Angela waiting and after the short introductions we still has to wait for Angela's friend Daniel which was running a tinny bit late. After a few Min's he arrived and we were ready to head out to Ein El Khan.

Took the road and we got lost a bit when we were around Maadi, not because we could drive but because of the typical Egyptian directions and signs, which Toledos us to go right and then suddenly it was not that way ........... hahahahahaha.
We stopped and asked a guy on the side of the road and he told us we had to do a U-turn and follow the signs of the road to Hurghada (which is another amazing beach in the Red sea but a bit too far for a day trip( over km away). We found our way and the road was sooooo amazing, it was almost new, almost no cars at all which gave us total freedom to push the car a bit into the 120-130Kmph.

In no time( i should say about 1,5hrs max) we arrived in Eon El Sohna and after a bit of local shock as its located in the Gulf of Suez (Suez canal) there are allot of factories and oil refineries.But our destination was not the visit to the Oil Refinery, we were heading towards Stella DE Mare which is like a village complex created with tons of villas and a few hotels. One of my little dreams to buy a small villa so you guys ( my friends) can come and chill with me or by yourselves whenever you want.After a few wrongs turns and getting a bit lost inside (yes it was kind of a big place) we finally were given directions by Peter's friend Albert.We arrived on the beach!!!!!!!

Finally we were going to swim and feel that bloody hot blinking sand in between my toes ( not a nice thing at 1200 o'clock) Anyway !!!!We didn't know that we had to have like a sort of card to get on the beach ( yes unfortunately in Egypt most beaches have an " I Own You" kind of thing and you can still find some spots which aren't "bought".After Peter managed to solve the issue we went in, found ourselves a nice spot under the huge umbrella, then Angela and Daniel were starving so they were off to breaker (breakfast).

We all got out beach gear (swimming costumes) out and we were ready to chill and rest.Sunbathing was a condition that even using children's factor 30 with extra protection the sun was "cooking" my skin, so we all moved to the shade.Simona decided to have a snooze and Esin was the first to adventure on the water which was like 2-3 meters away from our beach umbrella. She came back so happy and was cheering as the water had a wonderfully warmth and the whole sea bed was sandy (apart from some areas full of mud). Yes natural Mud from the algae.

Then it was our turn to go to the water, i dont quite remember if Simona went after or if me and Peter went later, anyway it doesn't matter as its was not a beach competition.We just stayed by the sea and sunbathing and swimming.Then Simona decided to stay behind resting so Esin, Daniel, Peter, Angela and I decided to have a water fight, played so long and getting on top of each others shoulders (can you believe that Peter was able to carry me?) I was shocked and worried about his back as I'm sooooooooo overweight.

Esin finally succumbed to the idea of giving it a go and getting on my shoulders for a water fight with Angela on Daniels shoulders. After a bit of wrestling Angela finally fell in the water and we scored points but we were so tired by then we decided to have some rest and dry up.Later me Peter, Simona and Esin took a peddle boat and we were off taking photos and 45 Min's we called it enough as we were supposed to take it only for Min's as the sea levels were going lower and lower and we could see all the small puddles forming around us so we couldn't peddle anymore.

Back to the towels for some sun and Daniel was playing guitar. Peter and I decided to go and search for food which was a blessing as the Pizza sausage was a delight to our stomachs, but then we got tired and decided to go and rest hehehehhehehe.Nothing better than a snooze after eating.Daniel was still playing guitar and it was sooooooooo amazing to sit there listening to him playing all those different chords and hearing the sea becoming rougher through the distance and all the silence surrounding us, apart from the odd loud pitch or rough Egyptian slang being spoken around us, or the tourists around us. There were lots of Italians and a few French people around.

Angela and I after a while became bored so we decided to dig a sand hole and bury our selfs which with Esin and Peter's help was a truly sweaty experience, specially when we were trying to come out and all the sand had become so heavy on us and we couldn't move, that was funny. Peter and Daniel also wanted to experiment so we helped them to get under that soft sand (what hard work digging those holes). I say that cause its early morning and I'm sitting by my laptop making this trip an immortal one with my words and my shoulders are killing me.

We had to start getting ready to leave as it was already PM and we all didn't want to get back to Cairo too late so it was time for the last swim. After I convinced Peter, Esin & Angela to have a face mask done right there by the sea with that algae mask i found allover the sea bed. They all looked at me really weird but i managed to convinced them that it was gona be good. Our skins looked so clean and amazingly bright even though that some people didn't believe that till today..... what it matters is that i had a free mud mask by the sea, and i swear next time I'm going there i will be collecting some and rubbing my whole body with it cause my face skin today, even though after all that sun, and without any cream looks so fresh and clean....... lets see if the guys agree.

Then it was the time to get ready and pack the car and leave as the sun was going down and it became dark Peter let me drive his car. Gosh it has been so long since I last drove. all was going well till I saw this bloody van coming into my lane, and thats when i panicked and after a few minutes i was ready to give Peter back his car as it all became too much.We dropped the guys in Heliopolis and then me and Peter waited for a cab who would take them home.He dropped me off home and it was the end of a glorious day.

Yes it was lovely to come home and Sherif (my flatmate) to tell me he had fixed the air con in my bedroom.Guys you have no idea how cool it is to just be able to sit in your bedroom without sweating.

It was almost AM when i finally gave up being awake and decided to go to sleep with a cold bedroom where i didn't have to sweat all night (problem being every time it got too warm i had to get my ass of bed and switch on the air con).

Now i just have to wait for the photos, which should be on their way pretty soon I hope ( Peter and Esin please hurryyyyyyyy).

Its now AM and i have been awake since AM. I think its time to go for a nap.

Cant wait for a new adventure.

Watch this space and thank you for reading.

Love rules! Peace makes the World shine!

P.S. I have now been here for 4 months, time flies when you are having fun.

My true color is Blue !!!

Nuno, your true color is Blue!
You're blue — the most soothing shade of the spectrum. The color of a clear summer sky or a deep, reflective ocean, blue has traditionally symbolized trust, solitude, and loyalty. Most likely a thoughtful person who values spending some time on your own, you'd rather connect deeply with a few people than have a bunch of slight acquaintances.

http://web.tickle.com/color/

Here you have my new cousins Miguel & Pedro

Photos May 2006

Beary and I February 2006









me on my bed
May 2006

Free Translation

A break for Coptic Easter,

It all started by crazy Angela convincing me to go on this trip with her and her flat mates and some other guys which we both didn’t know very well.

So we then decided that we would go to Sharm, Nuweiba and Sait Catherine’s (in Sinai).
We started looking for accommodation and here and there and because it was such a busy period we ended up booking accommodation in sharm the day before for cheap price in a hostel (Youth Hostel) which was simple but it was cool for what we wanted, in nuweiba we didn’t book anything and we just left it to faith.

We left Cairo on Wednesday night at 0100am by bus all the way to Sharm. If you ever travel by bus use SUPERJET much better and more comfortable than EAST DELTA but then I was very excited about the trip and the guys were ready to sleep, Angela still spoke a bit with me and I introduced myself to the other guys and then was listening to some music.
We finally stopped at 5am half way into Sharm where my ass was screaming and my back damaged, we got off and desperately run for the loo which was not available on the bus (not that I saw)……………

After a few shakes and jumps I was ready to get moving and took some amazing pictures from the sunrise in the mountains, as the sky was not cloudy I solarised them and it looks fantastic. After a few chats with the boys (of course Angela had to get her beauty sleep as well as the rest of the girls) we finally reached Sharm at 0800am and it was blazing hot (imagine by lunch hr) so we caught a cab and made our way to the hostel where we waiting for many hrs till rooms were ready, once we got into the rooms (boys in one side and girls in the opposite side of the building).

I unpacked and rested for like 1 hr, we went out and hit the town, walked around looking for a place to eat and then we sat by the beach and swam (or the other way around) lets just say I wasn’t fully sober by then.
As we sat on the beach (which you have to pay to sit on as public beaches are rare) we were asked to leave or pay so we just got up and started walking by the shore and we walked and then decided that it was time to fill our tummies so we headed to a fish restaurant (also published on Lonely Planet, Thank you Sarah for the excellent choice) and then head back home, we drank a few beers and a few smokes later we decided to call it a night as we had to get up at 03am to watch the sunrise from the mountains. No sleep for the 2nd night..

Ok so we got to the place where we were supposed to meet a guide who would take us on those beach buggies through the desert as to watch sunrise but unfortunately a bloody English couple who was coming with us was late and we waited for them so long by the time we left the sun was up already!!!!!!

Oh well we still drove through the sandy desert and stopped by a Bedouin camp where we had tea and I decided to escalate a mount with Mustafa and Crunchy (Ahmed) while Angela was so entertained taking pictures of us LOL.

Then I had a great experience of adrenaline which was driving back to the start point, I wish I had the freedom to have speeded through the sandy desert and on the main road where the grip to the tiers was so light and I felt like I was flying while Crunchy sitting in the back kept telling me to slow down before I could hit the buggies in the front.

We headed back to the hostel where we went for a horrible breakfast at the canteen of the hostel, and then went for a nap (which us boys didn’t really get).
After a couple of hrs we went to the beach where we decided to go snorkeling.
Really it was amazing looking at all those corals and fish swimming next to you but I have a problem I cant stand the mask as it blocks my nose and I cant breath through my mouth and when I saw all those jelly fish swimming around me I had a panic attack and left the water while the guys enjoyed looking at all the different sites and corals.

After 2 hrs snorkeling we were hungry so we went to eat, when Sarah decided to go after a restaurant that was on the Lonely Planet guide (pls guys make sure it’s a walking distance cause we walked like 3 hrs..!!!!) No harm Sarah hehehehehe
Then we had planned that we would treat ourselves to a nightclub so we went to get tickets for Pasha which is a must be place in Sharm.
Back at the hostel we got chilled and few drinks and smokes, we headed off to meet the girls who by that time had gone through the biggest adventure ever which was escaping from the Hostel as they had a curfew and they had to jump 1 big wooden gate. As per laughs later Angela confessed she had her heel stuck on the gate as a piece pf wood had broken and Sarah had to help her to be released from that stuck on me moment …………… lol I wish I had been a fly.

The night a Pasha was cool until everyone went in their own way and I found myself standing in the middle of the extremely large dance floor in open air with different stages and swimming pool, nice comfy sofas and good looking waiters all around hehehehehehehe

By 4am the whole night was over and we were pretty stoned, drunk, tired from the intense days without sleep, so we got back to hotel again and one again Charlie’s Angel’s (Sarah, Angela and Esin( previously wrotten Yesin by mistake) had to jump the gates as to not break the curfew and pretend they had spent the night there.

At 0830am the 3 girls and me decided to leave hostel and head for bus station as we had plans to go to Nuweiba.
We all slept and rested for the 3 hrs it took to reach Nuweiba.

Can you imagine yourself in the middle of no where not many houses and the bus has dropped you there and you are with your 3 friends, you are the only guy who has to defend the girls and you feel like you want to scream? YES that’s what happened to me!
There we were being harassed by a taxi driver who wanted to rip us off for a small cab ride which 30mins later after lowering to a staggering price we took the cab and it was time for another Lonely Planet restaurant which was clean, food was amazing and people were so friendly.
After the meal Esin and Sarah wanted to go to cash point so Angela and me said behind and had coffee and I decided to check the radio were we found Brazilian music. We were so happy and marveled that in the middle of Sinai we could actually hear Brazilian music, words that we could understand and relate to, bring us memories of our countries and our friends…………….. aiiiiiiiiiiiii aiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii

The 2 girls were back and with transportation too. A pickup truck, which was going in the Camp’s direction. After a zillion stops we arrived to Ayash Camp (also know as Mubarak Camp). At first the simplicity shocked me a bit but this was the main reason I had traveled all those kilometers for. Sarah also panicked and we kind of settled in to our huts by the water.
Angela couldn’t believe she was seeing so many hippies, which made her even more excited.
The girls cabin was amazingly place higher in the small hill where you could just sit and totally space out with so much peace and quiet.
Then we found out that some other guys from work were also close by just like 10mins walk to the next camp Emile, Sherif and the other 2 guys I have forgotten their name ..... !!!!
You know names and me!!!!

After chatting for a while and having some drinks the hunger hit us and we all went to eat in the restaurant of Castle Beach camp where the guys were staying and we had an amazing meal, then we just sat around chilling, talking, drinking, smoking, telling stories.
After a while we decided it was time to crown the bottle of whiskey Angela had brought so we got a bottle of Coke and the guys had ice so we headed in the dark to the girls cabin where we drank, laughed and smoked till early hrs in the morning. We tried to wait for the sunrise but the alcohol, the tiredness got to us so we all headed to our own huts.
Early morning came and I woke up with flies pissing me off with the buzzing in my ears……….. I could have just killed them all. GRRRRRRRRRRRRRR

Then we went for breakfast and Atef and his friend arrived to the camp with their friend Valerie. The guys decided to share a cabin with me, which was cool, shame we didn’t spend much time together. Then we found out that Mustafa and Hossam (also Equant colleagues) had arrived to the camp and we went to meet them.
We spent all the day together, went to buy beers, had lovely food and once again not much sleep and lots of bad things for the body, but we rested loads.

Spiritually for me it was amazing going to Nuweiba, the return journey to Cairo was amazing as we passed some beautiful spots before reaching Taba where there had been so mixed up with the overselling of tickets. After a few arguments and me loosing my temper with the non Egyptian organizational skills we headed off back to Cairo where I found my friend Peter waiting for me at the bus station. After this he took me home and I tried to get back to my normal routine.

Here you are guys, after 3 weeks of being back I finally finished the tell.
For sure I will go back, it’s a romantic and calm place to be.

Love to all of you and Peace to the World.

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Pedro's 1st Photo

This is Pedro

Cindy's new born baby boy

He was born yesterday the 11th April 2006

@ 1607GMT time with 51cm and 3.1Kg

I have now moved into my new flat!

Its 30mins walk away from work (slow walking) and it’s further than the previous one where I used to be with Simon and Wendy but they have left this morning back to UK.
BUAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!! sniff sniff sniff

Anyway, life goes on and so I also have to move on.
Sherif seems to be a nice man, he is 54yrs old, he is retired, he used to work for the Air Force here in Egypt and then worked as a trainer for Pilots if Egypt Air.
He is cultured and has a kind heart.

I hope things will be cool; my bedroom is massive, got a massive wardrobe, which is now fitted with all my clothes in color coordination LOL
Bite your tongue now Filipa !!!!!!
Now it’s just the kitchen stuff ……………….. Never ending story, as there isn’t much room to put them in, plus I still have my proper kitchen stuff at Caroline’s flat. Yes they have finally arrived thanks to her (otherwise I would have come just with my clothes).

Anyway, seems like it will be a long warm weekend and im planning to get away for the Easter break with some friends, at the moment the plan is Dahab, Sinai and then Sharm.Lets see if the money is enough!!!!

Keep your eyes open for updates

Love to all

The truth and nothing but the truth !!!!

In my conquer to be myself and to stop lying to myself, and to also just be myself I decided to tell the people that I really Like and Love the truth about my current situation.

After 2 months of living in Cairo I was fed up of the depression of being far from my friends, the cultural diversity as well as the being all alone here I decided to make a full analysis of my situation and came to the conclusion I was still in Love with the person who broke my heart earlier this year, and I was not ready for a failure relationship. I cannot cope with long distance any longer, its so killing and so hurtful, it’s hard to trust someone.
But like Mike told me I have to lose the fear of trying.

The problem is that I got attached to people for their inside beauty, for their natural way of being humans, the wonderful personality they have, and I hurt them. I hurt them cause im still in Love with someone I do not wish to see anymore. Im still not over him, there is nothing I can do; only time heals the wounds of an impossible love.

So this is the truth and nothing but the truth

Love from the heart

Eclipse viewed from Cairo

Here is the Link with the full article from BBC

http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/science/nature/4849224.stm