BENNU wrote: A-Four wrote:
Glyphdoctor wrote: The children don't shout "Hello" at the tourists anymore. They shout "Ni Hao".
I remember Samir Farag, the then governor of Luxor tell those in the tourist industry to change their toilet facilities, suitable to the needs of these new tourists.
At Old Winter Palace, they have changed the dress code in The Victorian Salon to pastel blue, pink or yellow bath shorts, plastic bath sandals and tiny printed t-shirts.
I have to be honest with you Bennu, I have only ever stayed at The Old Winter Palace once, when I was only five years old, I was in a room on my own, while my parents had their own room, we were only there at by grandmothers request to try and persuade my grandfather to return back to Britain, rather than live in a mud hut on the WB.
I remember then that my room had what we call an otterman at the bottom of the bed, this was to keep blankets etc in case should they be required. I regarded this as a coffin, even when we returned to Britain I would never sleep in a room where such things were placed. Today I still will not sleep in a room where there is even a simple single wardrobe, as though a standing coffin.
Twenty years ago, with my own family, was invited to look at the new refurbished Old Winter Palace, they Laura Ashley'ed the joint, the 'coffins' we're now placed in the hall ways. I've no idea what the place is like now Bennu, but I never allowed my own family to stay there when they came over to visit me, while I lived in a glorified mud hut on the WB.
They always stayed at the New Winter Palace, where on the day before leaving, I would nip over and paid their total expenses, even for a character of my family (straight out of the T.V. Comedy show the Royale Family.) Denise and baby David, oh boy. A certain member of this forum know this is true.
Those days were really funny, especially with Denise, baby David in one arm, and a bottle of beer in the other walking along the pool side of the Winter Palace, with a very famous movie star looking on in total bemusement, oh come on Robbo, what was the name of that guy. Jack, some one or other.