My Australian dive partner Gillian pointed to my right as I swiveled around, bubbles obscuring my view and tickling my face. Snug in my partially inflated buoyancy control device, I kicked my fins to stabilize and looked at the enormous crack extending across the sea floor. The Canyon is near to Dahab’s famous Blue Hole. [...] 29 June 2011byST McNeil
The Egyptian Revolution, begun on January 25 and still boiling, has devastated Dahab. A small tourist village on the eastern edge of the Sinai penninsula, many its hotels are unfinished and its restaraunt tables are empty. Dahab is a kaleodoscopic carnival not to be missed – and now its cheaper than ever. It might [...] 29 June 2011byST McNeil
From Seattle to Jerusalem, I’ve pissed in hundreds of urinals. One has time to think in those sixty to six hundred-second leaks: aim, pressure, splash radius, urinal cake odor. If us men are lucky, we get to power-melt leftover ice from the hotel bar. Sometimes these recepticals of our fluid waste are simple troughs of [...] 22 June 2011byST McNeil
The rough plan, ladies and gentlemen, is to visit three revolutionary zones. Don’t worry, Misrata is not an objective. I am posting this from the Egyptian Sinai’s east coast. Saudi Arabia faded pink moments ago as the sun set over the still untamed sands of the Bedouin desert between Palestine and the land of the [...] 22 June 2011byST McNeil
