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From Sunrise to Sunset in Sharm el Sheikh


Four Seasons Resort Sharm El Sheikh
1, Four Seasons Boulevard
Sharm El Sheikh, South Sinai

sunriseA magnificent sunrise greets us, blushing with the color of mangoes. What bliss it is to breathe in the perfumed air of sea and garden on our first morning at the Four Seasons Resort! The terrace of Il Frantoio Restaurant is where breakfast is served on this glorious morning. Besides the edible feast that is arranged on their buffet, the menu offers an array of a la carte temptations. So shall I begin with baladi (local) bread, tahina (creamy sesame paste), felafel (fried chickpea patties coated with sesame seeds) and their savory beans, flavored with onions, herbs, and cumin. Or choose the heart-shaped waffles with berries? We will share and while I drink my tea, I gaze at the terraced oasis that leads our eyes to the sea. An arrangement of white villas and chalets undulates amid palm trees, vivid bougainvillea, and desert succulents.

Although we could choose to take an excursion from the hotel pier in a glass-bottomed boat to view a shimmering gallery of colorful sea-life, we opt to take the funicular down to the swimming pool. A glistening turquoise pool winds around the property like a snake in the Garden of Eden, beckoning, tempting… We simply “lounge” in the heated whirlpool. Later, while we rest on the sun lounges, Sayeed brings us cold water and fresh fruit “lollipops.” I feel like I am still floating.

Our chosen activity for the day seems to be self-indulgence, rest and relaxation, and the Four Seasons Resort, like the genie from Aladdin’s lamp, makes our every wish come true. We choose the stairs as our return path back up the hill as it allows us to view the various fan and feather palm trees up close and admire the architecture of a landscape that only Egypt can paint for us. At the spa, my husband rests in the RELAX room on a contoured leather lounge, sipping hot ginger tea. I head for the steam room, where a cloud of eucalyptus-infused vapors engulfs me and washes away any lingering stress that I may have imported with me. By the time I join my husband back in the relaxation room, I have been practically reduced to immobility. I need only read their brochure about their “ultimate pampering” to fall into a dream-filled trance. The “Egyptian Masterpiece” recreates beauty treatments from the ancient world beginning with a carob, cocoa and honey scrub, followed by a massage, an Argan oil hair wrap, ending the ritual in a perfumed bath. Honoring their desert locale and its traditions, their “Bedouin Ceremony” gifts its visitor with a recreation of the Bedouin hospitality for which the Sinai is known. A ritual foot washing in rose water and zatar is followed by a body scrub of black tea, thyme and sage. Rose oil is used for the massage and then one is bathed gently in rose water.

A stay here seems to offer so much more than a mere vacation, more than a place to stay while savoring the delights of the South Sinai. For me, it seems to invite one to journey into a world of inner peace and joy.

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Morning of Light

Afternoon of Honey

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Ginda Simpson


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My Egypt books now available for Kindle through Amazon

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On September 1, 1993 I was busy with the final packing of my “things” that would go to Egypt with us. Six years later, there were even more “things” to be packed, as we prepared to leave Egypt, the country that had become our home. The real treasures we took away, however, were the memories of Egypt as our home and then those woven together in the years that followed. These I have wrapped lovingly into two books, collections of short stories and artwork.

Read, learn and love with me, as I discover the country that would steal my heart. Come, imagine yourself adrift on the Nile in a white-sailed felucca. Let me take you to see the Sphinx in the middle of the night, to ancient bazaars and crowded marketplaces, to the tranquil countryside where life unfolds, unchanging. Travel along with me on leisurely afternoons honey-lit and sweet, teaching me new insights and ancient wisdoms. Visit South Sinai, a land that stretches beneath a sky and along a sea of endless blue. Accompany me on a pilgrimage to Abydos in search of fertility blessings, discovering over and over again that the best treasures in Egypt cannot be purchased…

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Living the Dream – at the Old Cataract, Aswan

The Old CataractSofitel Legend Old Cataract
Abtal El Tahrir Street
Aswan, Egypt

A chilled glass of karkade, a beautiful ruby-red hibiscus tea, is offered as a welcome treat the moment we arrive at the legendary Old Cataract. I cross the terrace, entranced. How often have I sat on this terrace in the past, brief visits, dreaming that someday I would have the privilege of staying here as a guest? A friend once suggested that dreams should be marked on our calendars – appointments with our destinies. I liked that idea and here I am. I am thrilled to discover that we have been given a large suite, with a stunning view of the Nile from our balcony.    Within our gaze, on the western bank, are reminders of Aswan’s multi-layered past – we overlook Elephantine Island, home of the ancient Nilometer and witness to the cult of Khnum, god of the cataract and inundation. Remains of ancient temples stand solid, silent testimonials to Egypt’s glorious past.   In the distance, we have evidence of the Islamic in the domed mausoleum of Agha Khan III, leader of the Ismaili sect of Islam and there too are reminders of Coptic Christianity in the fortress-like ruins of the Monastery of St. Simeon founded in the 7th century. My eye travels a little further north and finds the colorful mud-bricks homes of a Nubian village.    History, religion, culture – it is all here.    I take it in ever so slowly, but what really captivates me is the overall view – the distant mauve-colored desert backed by an infinite blue sky, the rocky islands, the great river iridescent in the bright sunshine, and most of all the triangular white sails of the feluccas drifting lazily with the winds, the only movement that breaks the stillness of the morning. It is a banquet for the senses.

I feel like a child that has been taken by the hand to the pastry shop, given permission to choose as many sweets as I want. Do I choose to walk in the shaded gardens amid the date palms, mimosas, broad-leaved banana trees and oleanders or sunbathe by the pool that overlooks the Nile, with a frosty lemon drink in hand, and watch the languid passage of the sailing vessels?   Built in grand Victorian style in 1899, the Old Cataract is indeed legendary, its existence forever linked to the British occupation of Egypt. We dine our first evening at its 1902 Restaurant.  Back in its day, there was an orchestra discreetly seated in a gallery hidden from the view of its 200 elegantly-attired guests who came to dine and to dance.  The opening ceremony of the restaurant was held in 1902, hence its name, and was attended by men and women of prominence, including the sovereign of Egypt, the Duke of Connaught, Lord and Lady Cromer, Sir Winston Churchill as well as many other dignitaries.  The restaurant has recently undergone an extensive renovation, restoring every detail of its original design – a Moorish hall with red and white traditional interior arches supporting its 75-foot dome.   It is softly lit and simply magical.   There is no orchestra, but the piped-in classical music succeeds in transporting us back in time, to a more graceful, less stressful era.

I try not to miss even a single detail of its interior – the mashrabeyya, the colorful stained glass, the pierced brass Oriental lanterns, floating like stars above our heads. The arrival of an amusebouche brings my attention back to the table. The chef has prepared a little something to tease our taste buds before embarking on a culinary journey at his most capable hands – a delectable goat cheese salad, lobster bisque, baked sea bass, and duck with Marsala.   The cuisine is French, artfully plated, and excellent by any standard. We have left no room for their selection of cheeses or rich desserts, but cannot say no to the chef’s offer of a fresh strawberry granita served in a tiny stemmed goblet.

There is such pleasure in the details, none of which seem overlooked here at the Old Cataract. Breakfast on the terrace is the perfect way to begin one’s holiday.   We are welcomed with a chilled glass of guava juice to sip as we drink in the most beautiful vista on earth!   We enjoy an assortment of breads and pastries, fruit and cheese, eggs and coffee. We are in no hurry to be tourists. We have been blessed with the opportunity to see the sights many times in the past – Philae Temple, Elephantine Island, the Aswan Dam, the unfinished obelisk….. This time, we are simply going to savor the Old Cataract as our destination and Aswan as if it were our neighborhood. We are simply going to live the dream…

In the words of Khalil Gibran:

“The most beautiful thing in life is that our souls remain hovering over the places where we once enjoyed ourselves.”

This story appears in my book, “Afternoon of Honey” which you can preview and order by clicking on the link.

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This is for you, fellow Egypt lovers

In the words of Khalil Gibran:

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The Luxor Winter Palace – past and present pleasures

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The view from the Winter Palace Garden
                     Original watercolor painting – copyright Ginda Simpson

Sofitel Luxor Winter Palace
Corniche el Nile Street
Luxor, Egypt

Seated in a plump old-fashioned arm chair in this sumptuous parlor known as the Victoria Lounge, I contemplate the long history of the Winter Palace, built in genuine Victorian style 1886, its grand façade facing the western bank of the Nile. I sit here, 126 years later, imagining the stories this old queen could tell me. Celebrities, royalty, artists, writers, adventurers and history-makers have all stayed here and left their marks: most notably Howard Carter who announced to the world the discovery of Tutankhamen’s tomb in 1922 from this very hotel. Built under the supervision of Thomas Cook International, the Winter Palace was a well-established hotel already by that year, but Carter’s magnificent discovery brought in its wake a flood of visitors eager to see for themselves the riches of ancient Thebes: the Valley of the Kings, Hatshepsut’s Temple and the Colossi of Memnon. It became one of the world’s true “destination” hotels, offering a sun-filled holiday and a glamorous social life to the elite who came to “winter” here.

Today, the Winter Palace is replete with the old-world charm of its illustrious past. The queen is still here, showing her age, but sharing her grace and wisdom. Her dress may be a little frayed and her pearls may lack their original luster, but oh, what good company she is. Visitors today do not have the luxury of time to spend a winter here, but many come to stay for a day or two before embarking on a Nile Cruise, or at the end of their river journey, when they can indulge in a longer stay. Constructed in 1997, the Pavillion Winter Palace wing with its garden views is a lovely addition, with all the modern amenities that the most discerning guest would expect.

The extensive garden is lush with both indigenous and exotic trees, shrubs, and flowering plants, serving as the most delightful outdoor parlor for those who wish to meet for tea, a tranquil escape from the commotion of modern-day Luxor. For those who seek solitude and quiet, the grounds are spacious enough to serve as a perfect hide-away. A sparkling swimming pool beckons at the far end of the garden, its blue waters mirroring the sky above. I remove my shoes and stroll on the velvet green lawn, beneath the towering palms in the midst of lush bougainvillea. A gardener appears out of nowhere and hands me a freshly-picked blossom, wishing me a nice stay… It is a tender gesture in a timeless place, where hopefully the future will carry on with the gentile ways of the past. I think the queen would nod her approval.

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