The Trip to St Katherine's Monastery was a long one - nearly 3 hours. I calculated that we were there for roughly 50 or so minutes. However, seeing where Moses witness the 'Burning Bush' and walking through the small church and sensing the historical significance of it all, it was well worth the 6 hour round trip.
Regrettably, I missed Ravi and Davey as they were flying out today. Great couple I hope they have a chuckle if they ever read my blog.
Mr Aldo and I had a conversation at the rooftop bar after dinner. He gave me a very clear indication how he viewed the hotel. The Italian emphasise that Il Mercato is principally a city and adult hotel and not a family orientated resort. He envisaged that ideally the hotel would attract business people, couples and conferences, particularly when the spa/sauna, restaurants and theme pub are built along the promenade.
In my opinion this will be a quality 5 star property when everything is in place. Mr Aldo and I agreed at present its not and the prices to stay here reflect that. However, the potential is vast. I witness improvements in and around the hotel on a daily basis. The management are genuinely taking on board the constructive comments that customers are making. I do confess that Mr Aldo is one of the better hotel managers that I have come across.
I promised the animation team that I would meet them at the Hard Rock Cafe tonight. Unfortunately, it was couples night and I was refused entry. Decided to go to Pacha - 25 pounds sterling to enter - expensive I thought. Inside the venue the decor and layout was impressive. It had 3 levels with the main dance floor on the first. When I arrived it was packed. The DJ was putting down some half-decent mixes which had the crowd jumping. Overall had a good time but seriously think at my age that going clubbing amongst people young enough to wonder about me - "Why has someone dragged along their dad".
With the exception of a few notable old codgers I would say I was the oldest at the club - not good. Not a single woman gave me a second look and if they did it was a mixture of pity and contempt. So high one night so low another. Left Pacha at 4am feeling depressed. I love to dance but I can't really go clubbing in middle age. My good friend Sheelah the nurse loves clubbing and is the same age as me but never fails to have young men flock around her wherever she goes. It does help that she looks half her age, that's the beauty of having black skin - black don't crack!
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