Awaking in the desert, it was a nice feeling to see our bus, just a couple of hundred metres away. The legs were aching and everyone was more than happy to hop on the bus to be whisked the 2 hours to Dahab where showers and proper toilets awaited.

Dahab is quite a small place, and you can see that it has not had the infestations of tourists that most of the other places we'd been have had. The real telltale were that the shop and restaurant owners were happy, polite and more than willing for a chat. Also, across the board the prices seemed cheaper and no one was going out of their way to rip people off.

The next couple of days in Dahab were set aside for chilling out and saying our final farewells to the group, and we even managed to get some snorkelling in too. It was only my 2nd time snorkelling, but I was told that Dahab ranks in the top 10 places for snorkelling in the world, and I'd definitely believe it. The colours and range of fish were amazing and it seems, as yet, unspoiled by humans.

We managed a couple of nice meals out where the seafood lovers indulged, one to celebrate Ben's birthday and another as a group farewell. A very relaxed pace all in all!