The excitment started in Tallinn, once I discovered that my long-searched fragrance is available in Non-Schengen area for half the price. Since there was no option buying it with the same price there on the way back, it will accompany me on the trip to Egypt.

Next moment getting the adrenaline all high, was seeing the ambulance waiting by the doors of our incoming flight. The crew, all in haz mats stepped in the plane and returned with two ladies. Spoiler: all corona tests from February 29th are negative. The incoming flight itself came from Bergamo, also known as the crises area in Italy.

And once again I ended up flying with people, for whom it was the first time to see an aircraft from inside. The man in front of me had placed his backpack under his seat and when I asked him to remove it from my legspace and put in the overhead lockeris, the only thing, he was capable doing was to look at each other with his wife and roll their eyes. The bag remined. Five minutes later, when the stewardess told him the same, he jumped up and stoved the bag away. Autorit, tell you that!

With the Egyptian efficiency we had our first contacts already in Sharm airport - first thing to do was to stand in line to get a little paper to fill uout with your name and place to stay. After that we took the papers and went to stand in line for the immigration. Passport stamp, we got into the bus, having gotten an envelope from our travel guides with all the possible daytrips we can buy from them during our stay. And only a short hour later all our group was in the bus and the family who had missed the guides on the way and hadn't gotten their envelope, had to listen to the lecture, how the guides were waiting for them.

On the way to the hotels we were listening to the guide giving us an overview of the traffic (chaos!), tipping and her personal opinion of the corona virus (media has blown it out of proportsionaalselt, in case you're interested). Getting into the hotel was through security check, we made it to the reception, showed our passport, found out that the late dinner, we were promised, was not available anymore and after getting the door cards we were asked to sit down on those greasy, sorry soft and comfy couches until they pick us up in golf carts and bring to our room. Near us, there was an extremely chatty Russian lady sitting, whose husband and daughter very wisely had left her alone. For the next 35 minutes we were listening how they as smart tourists had packed their own sandwiches and don't need to starve to death now and how it's her third time in Egypt (for two weeks this time) and has been 7 times in Turkey as well. Her daughter was working in travel agency and oh, do they know, how clean the rooms need to be. First thing they always walk into the bathroom and use their foot to kick up the lid and seat. Should there be any kind of dirty, they call for the cleaning crew. They are no simple birdies. They know, how things must be!

At 1:05am I was not able to listen to the mostly one-sided discussion of the madam and Helena (Helena seemed to be so taken with all the new and useful information that she had hard time getting a word out, she probably was also making plans on how to put the information in good use) and walked to the reception, where I asked the   guy to bring us to our room or show me the direct on, where I can find it, because by that time we had been spending over an hour in the reception and lobby and I wanted to get to the bed. The guy looked at me slightly disapprovingly, asked then, if really no-one has picked us up yet (oh, for sure they tried to pick us up, we just preferred to keep sitting in the lobby!) and started a golfcart then to bring us to the room.

The room is bigger than I expected, but I've seen better 3 star hotels than this 5 star one is.