in order to eat lasagna you have to put it in the oven; you know it is hot and you could burn yourself on it but once in a while you have to open it to put in the lasagna and you are carefull not to burn yourself.

And even you know the possibility is there you burn yourself you still want to eat lasagna time after time so the risk of getting burned you take for granted but still, the fear stays...

Than you burn yourself, heavily or fiercely, you knew it could happen but still you are surprised. You comfort your wounds and stay away from the oven for a while...

In the beginning the fear is so strong you skip the lasagna for a few weeks or months (or even years), than you eat lasagna in a restaurant so you don't have to open the oven but after a while you miss your own lasagna and you start, carefully, cooking again. And carefully cooking is not an option in all situations.

I really want to eat the lasagna, but i have to fight the fears of getting burned in the kitchen; we don't take restaurants anymore...

p.s.
You can use of course any other oven prepared meal instead of lasagna; it's totally up to you

She said yes, so she must be crazy
_{... just like i am}

 

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Ok, i can speak freely now.
The reason i left El Gouna is known already by all the readers of my web log, but... I was not completely honoust in my story depending on my 'holiday' to Sharm. I went to Sharm because i had a job offer over here. A pretty big dive center located in a resort offered me a job in one of there centers over here and since last sunday i am already working in Sharm.

The reason why i was so mysterious about it is not really important, just let me say that i had my reasons?

But ok; a few days working in Sharm and my first impressions? The dive center is good... Read More >>>

A while ago i took a plane and went to Hurghada - Egypt. The first months i lived over there in a staff apartment in the region Safa. It was a pretty big apartment with three bedrooms, a kitchen, a bathroom and a huge living room. Outside it was mayhem;  plastic  bags all over the place and other litter, a street without pavement and all day (and night) the sounds of the city or in other words: crying and playing children, barking dogs, the mosque and cars honking without any other traffic. After that i went to El Hellala, after that to Cayedet and after that i went to El Gouna. El Gouna spoiled me really; good infrastructure, good plumbing and electricity, internet, housekeeping and so on and so on...

Why that story?

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Early morning today; i had to get up at six to catch the ferry to Sharm for my next few weeks of 'holiday'.
I do have to admit that i was a bit nervous; after i did my packing the last day i ended up with like 6 big bags (take one big bag in your head, multiply that one times four and you have the format of my bags) and the idea of towing them on to the boat and even transporting them from El Gouna to Hurghada made me tickelish in my stomach. But...

... i am sitting on the ferry now, my bags are inside the hull of the boat, i made it!

The next log wil come from sharm!!!

@Irma; thanks for leaving my bag at Funny, i picked it up a few days ago and it's already completly packed

Bags in the living room, some stuff still at the laundry service, no internet anymore and an almost empty bedroom...

I guess that it's time to go or almost about time to go.
It was so nice to spent the last few hours of the internet connection with Astrid on skype, for sure now we know that we are going to talk to each other a lot less than we were used to the last weeks... Read More >>>

You are completely right, time for an update...
As much as i would like to, for the moment it's not possible for me to be open hearted as i am normally. Things are changing in a rapid pases but still nothing is really sure over here.

First i will tell you what happened during my absence in Gouna and than i will tell as much as i can, or as much as is sure, for the near future... Read More >>>