This was a day of so much magic that I am not going to give it a number or a date.
Woke at dawn, all quiet, sun just about to bounce above the horizon, and take myself to the top of the highest dune in sight of camp. Salute the sun with the world at my feet
Read MoreWas going to skip the morning routine writeup but as we were waiting for breakfast they let the horses out of the nearby stables to run around their paddock. Brown and white Arabian horses galloped and frisked in front of us as we ruefully remembered our pathetic attempts at (well I did – perhaps the others were making more favourable comparisons with their inner stallions).
Read MoreUsual start, crack of dawn, blah, interval sprints, stretch in glorious setting blah blah, breakfast (most delicious bread cheese balls on the planet) blah blah blah.
Read More05.48 Alarm goes off. Sun still below the horizon. It is impossible to catch the colours of this dawn on a camera – the understated soft lilacs and blushing pinks are turned into overblown oranges.
Read MoreDay 2. Driving all the way to Siwa. After extensive breakfast on the basis that we must make sure not to miss another one, load up and hit the road.
Read MoreDay One. Because of no sleep this was a non-day of pseudo jet lag.
Read MoreFWC are back in Egypt, and even no wifi and poor mobile reception can’t stop news reaching the blog!
Read MoreDear Blog,
It has been a while since you last heard about our adventures, and rightfully so. A lot has happened, the world has changed.
Went to breakfast to find santa hats and reindeer antlers – our uniform for today. No white Christmas but plenty of warm sunshine. First pattern of the day recorded for posterity with us all in Christmas head gear.
Lunch lovely as usual, quick nap and back out for the afternoon training session. Local photographer got interested in us, picture in the local paper anyone?
Christmas dinner – plenty of mulled wine for an incredibly merry meal. A wonderful Chinese interpretation of the traditional western Christmas dinner. Plenty of goose, pork and even stuffing. Some interesting pictures of the more serious members of the group may have to be destroyed for public relations preservation. One particularly tasteful Christmas jumper was a favourite, can you guess the owner?
Master Su’s Coffee
Recovered from Christmas with minimal hangovers and back out to train. A few of us attempted to work on the tan. Some exciting coffee chemistry attempted at lunch. Training stepped up a gear with new patterns, exciting times ahead. Dinner polished off with a durian.
After the adventures of the night before, the day kicked off with tasty dumplings and beef noodles in one of Shanghai’s greasy spoons. We then browsed one of the City’s fun shopping districts, great for last minute Christmas shopping, people watching and drinks from bars last seen in Swiss ski resorts.
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