For a short journey from the small airport of Hurghada to Makadi Bay hotels, you manage to admire the resort town of the resort town and immediately plunge into the sandy species of the dead desert, suitable close to the highway. The crumbling of hot sand creates over himself the quenching waves of hot air and it seems if you go out now from a cool air-conditioned bus, you can simply die over this melted jam. Our bus, by the way, there is no wiper brushes, quite, because the easy short-term rain goes once a year.
On the approaches to the huge territory of the hotel, too, the desert, for all the time our stay we left the hospitable complex only once for a trip to the distant pyramids.
The hotel located Cascade opens a wonderful view of the cove. Such sandy bays with a gorgeous sandy entrance are interspersed with strips of the sea completely swept with sharp impassable stones. Two of the three stated in the hotel's beach guide was covered with such sharp lunar meteorites and, accordingly, near the paradise beach, umbrellas with sun beds were missing. Perhaps it would be possible to refuse an umbrella in favor of other tourists, but I saw what the strongest burns leave the ruthless Egyptian sun on the backs and shoulders of unlucky travelers. Most of the hotels in Makadi new buildings and their territory is usually huge.
On the territory of our hotel there were train vessels for tourists, and the minivans have drove up to a slide to the main building.
There were many bars and several pools on the territory, but there were few people in them, because everyone preferred to swim in the pure and beautiful Red Sea. Behind the desert hotel, where, of course, you can go, contrary to the impairment of the staff. You need to take water with you and better to hide from the Sun, however, you will not find anything interesting there, unless you make several frames in the style of the White Sun of the Desert.
From the entertainment on the beach is offered diving, including with primary learning, hydrocycles, "banana" and catamarans. But we liked the longest electric catamarans, where you lying on the stomach look down on the fish through the glass hemisphere. You don't need to turn anything, the energy is taken from batteries. And everything is managed by a joystick located near the sphere. The survey submarine did not like it, it was stuffy, the predecessors had fallen out all the air in it, and judging by the smell of someone else and became bad inside. But the mask and flippers can be bought and bring from home. They are not expensive, but get pleasure to get a lot, there is true there is something to see. On shames you can find marine stars and heels. One time the beach staff announced anxiety, kicked out of all from the water and tried to drive a poisonous fish from the shore. The hotel has everything you need: and ice cream will be treated and the disco will be offered and even chips in small laurels can be bought, only the pyramids will not come to you.
You will have to get up to the back and ride a bus with a Likhach driver for several hours. The pyramids are of course standing, but it is necessary to see them soon for the tick, but what really liked it was the Cairo Historical Museum, where the most valid creations of the ancient civilizations are kept in terrible conditions. And again the long road home in the already native hotels. Our hotel was Italianoriented and the animation was mainly in their native language. True, the animators were quite decent, arranged a fiery show and dragged with a huge boa. But how fun italian numerals in volleyball or dartse: "Unii", "Dudichi", "Quadrichi". The Italians really liked the truth and the food, mostly paste filed in huge quantities, taking into account national interests, but the Russians and Germans were a little in the hotel.
Last thing. What I would like to say that they would live in bungalows - separate houses. This is certainly an amateur, but in the morning it is so nice to open the door of the "balcony" and go immediately to the street on a soft grass to your own table and drink tea enjoying the dawn. A lizard and a huge African cockroach came to the room, more lively in the room we saw. They left the tips, the maids turned the elephants, swans and giraffes from towels - the children were delighted. In the evening, greens on the territory was poured by water with the addition of fical waste - the smell stood appropriate, but how everything grew. Two fabulous weeks were rushed quickly, and the return departure from the airport Hurghada showed. that there is no normal in our understanding of Duty Free. Even the souvenirs of the intelligent could not buy, but we almost didn't spend money on this trip, there is nothing to buy there.