Me and Tom when to see Stephen Lynch at the Brixton Academy on Friday. Funniest shit ever!
He started over 15 minutes late but opened with a song about AIDS so who couldn’t forgive him?! And he played Special Ed early on and encouraged a sing-a-long.
He also gave specific instructions to “download my music illegally. I don’t give a shit.”
It wasn’t quite a concert and wasn’t quite a comedy act. But he sang Don’t Stop Believin’, Free Bird and Purple Rain so who cares!!
Last weekend was spent up in March and Cambridge with the family introducing Tom to the crowd. Sunday in Cambridge was probably the highlight of my weekend coz I managed to snap two awesome photos.
This weekend has so far been spent having work drinks, Googling geeky things and watching Dharma & Greg. Tonight, it’s Nando’s in South Wimbledon.
Went out to Brighton yesterday on some cheapo tickets we got ahead of time. Only £3 each way! Only problem it was freezing all day so my sniffle and sore throat turned into a lovely cough.
We met up with Meg and Colin and had a yummy lunch at Bill’s. Sadly missed out on Choccywoccydoodah. Maybe next time.
My initial excitement for taking photos was thwarted by the cold. Stupid cold.
El Mundo enticed us in for dinner again. Oriental kofta and fata beef. With complimentary bread and dips, Bedouin tea and dessert. All for the very doable price of 120 LE!
Up early tomorrow for snorkeling the Blue Hole.
We woke up yesterday to a nice river in our room. Good thing we had the sense to put everything off the floor. Still no power after it switched off the night before though. And no hot water.
We made our way to Yalla Bar for a Continental and American breakfast. Nom nom nom. After paying we went in search of a cash machine that worked. We couldn’t find one along the whole strip! Or even further down out of town. Thankfully The Kitchen took card so it was off there for Tom’s birthday dinner of Thai red curry, butter makhani and gulab jamun. If only their card terminal actually worked… They were nice and let us come back once the machines were back up and running again which, thankfully, this morning they were. We never thought we’d feel skint in this country!!
After the hot water still wasn’t working this morning we had a chat to reception and now we’re in a room with a view and a balcony 
Brunch was pizzas at Jay’s and onto Yalla Bar where they have free wifi
We decided to go for dinner El Mundo and it was our dumb luck that the American group were there! Are they following us? Or are we following them. I also spied annoying Big Mo from On The Go Tours at another table.
I tried the cheesy garlic bread again (just as tasty as last time) but passed on the free dips and bread for fear of food poisoning again. Bedouin lamb for me and kofta for Tom. Round it off with free donuts and Bedouin tea and it was about time for the heavens to open up and start raining. It made for some awesome light shows though. A guy rode past us on a bike and said it was the first time it had rained in four or five years. We hardly got hassled on the way back because everyone was too busy moving cushions inside and tarping up their shops. Just Tom’s luck: first warm birthday ever and it’s gonna chuck it down!
After locating our taxi driver and a one hour drive through the desert we checked into the Sphinx Hotel and went out exploring. There was one point in our one hour trip when we thought we were gonna get clipped: about five minutes out of the city we suddenly went off the road and drove through a building site. Driving driving driving until we got to the normal road again. We’ll just call it an Egyptian shortcut.
All the people out trying to get your business takes a bit of getting used to again but it helped that we already knew where the good places to eat were.
It was strangely quiet but I guess that’s the off season for you.
We ended up at Same Same But Different for their yummy thickshakes: banana for Tom and mango for me. I couldn’t resist the kofta either so ordered a dish if that with fata beef tagine for Tom. That was mistake number one. They brought out the thickshakes and garlic bread to go with it. Then after the main meal we had pancakes with ice cream. I had clearly forgotten the concept of complimentary starters and desserts!
The downer of the night was the depressing American group talking of light and airy topics such as rape and government corruption. They seemed to loosen up after the Bedouin tea though.
Like true sad sacks we went to bed just after 9 and woke up 12 hours later. A little while reading by the pool and we set off to find lunch in the form of a Yalla burger.
The rest of the afternoon was spent taking advantage if free wifi, reading, wandering through this near ghost town, then back for a nap.
Standing on a Clapham Junction traffic island on the way back from Hell Pizza and The Boat That Rocked at Kris’.
