Love and Dancing

Sharm el Sheikh? Check. Before I begin, let me conclude with a statement a friend said to me 3 seconds ago: "I don't know, but Sharm is the kind of place you just kind of go to say you've been there."
My sentiments exactly. I got no street cred if I can't say I've been to Sharm, and well, Sharm has been to. It is basically just as everyone describes it: big party town, lots of foreigners, open handles of Absolut in the street (ok, i added that one), and five times more expensive than any other place in the country. This is not to say I didn't have a good time. A superb time was had. We were able to hook up with some guys (excellent padres) who had some hook-ups, so Mix was able to roll a VIP table in Pacha at a much reduced expense. The other guys like good alcohol, so not only was I rocking Scotch on the rocks, but later on introduced a little Mixology with some after party Caucasians, including the necessary "I used to make these with Everclear" comment.
I am proud to be part of the exclusive community of folks who can say they went to Sharm and never made it snorkeling. I think I was either sleeping or drinking. Or both. As with any place, the memory was made by the company. Juan displayed his super powers and Kaitlin helped to narrate our movie-life. The three Canadians provided for much entertainment and amusing dialogue and the other high rollers kept 'em coming.
I had a great time, but I'll remain a Dahab fan. The excellence of the site-decision for nomadfest: egypt has been comfirmed.

PS Juan extended his ticket two days. Sucker.