Photographer's Note

I wanted to show today the photos from Philae but I couldn't decide which. So instead the story from Hurghada. Philae will be another time.
As you can guess, I was on the Nile cruise with a group. It was fabulous time.
After the cruise I spent three days in Hurghada. One day with the group in one resort and then two days all alone in the other. As much as I love ruins and all these temples, in Hurghada I felt free and I enjoyed it a lot.
There is a beautiful mosque in the center and I wanted to see it. I walked around but couldn't find the entrance. It was closed. When I was standing there not knowing what to do, a guy from the shop saw me. He told me that the mosque was open only during the time of prayers. He invited me to his shop and asked if I could write something for him to help. I was curious so I came in. He told me his story. His name is Ramadan. He can speak four languages (I do not know which, we spoke in English) but he cannot write or read. Can you imagine? He can't write his own name in Arabic. (I could.) When he must sign any paper, he just put thumbprint. Later he showed me the items from his shop. He had many jars with various creams and oils. He showed me a few of them, I was not specially interested. Finally he took a white substance from the camel milk, argan oil and I do not know what else. It is fantastic for the skin, after using it the skin is without wrinkles and impurities. And he started to put it on my face. I had all my face in it and the guy was very close. It was too much for me, I felt scared and run away.
Because of my curiosity I will get somewhen into trouble.
See the Workshops (with people).
PS. The wrinkles and impurities are still there.

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Additional Photos by Malgorzata Kopczynska (emka) Gold Star Critiquer/Gold Star Workshop Editor/Gold Note Writer [C: 13401 W: 141 N: 34841] (157280)
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