Our first experience of Egypt was flying into Sharm el-Sheikh. It’s bizarre. I’ve never been to any kind of European ‘mini-break’ destination, but Sharm is. Flying in over the desert, as you near the coast you see uniform resorts, all with their sparkling blue pool encased by stone buildings. A far cry from the more ‘organic’ development I’m used to from Asia and around. Sharm’s very much a holiday getaway, a cheap and convenient flight from the UK. Unfortunately, this brings with it a very different kind of crowd than the usual dive destination. Relaxed bars are replaced with nightclubs, coloured lights, and far far far too sundrenched tourists. But I digress. Back to diving. Yes, we stayed at a resort of sorts – Camel Dive. And yes, it had its own pool. But who needs a pool when you have an ocean!? (Well, Jenni and Beth did, if only for one day of ill health). The waters of the Red Sea are blue. Beautiful. And they do act as a playground – heading out on the dive boat, we shared the sea with parasailers, jet skiers, swimmers, snorkelers, and anything else people could to do enjoy the water. The first day, our group split: Jenni and I headed for a couple of easy orientation dives, Kristy tried out Tech Diving for the day, and Beth had a refresher dive. But what we were really waiting for was day two: Hammerhead Hunt. Our set out for Tiran, an island off Sharm that is known for the colourful Jacksons Reef on its front side. We, however, were after the deep blue waters off the back. In to the water we hopped, and sank down to 30metres, our eyes seeking out anything in the dark waters. And after half an hour, there they were – two hammerheads gliding around at 40-50m. YAYAYAYAY! It was really beautiful, there was nothing around us – no little fish, no corals, nothing but other group of divers and pretty sharks below. I was so excited I steamed over to be above them a little too quickly, and my raised heartbeat felt a little like panic, not a nice feeling that far below. But nothing singing ‘Always look on the bright side of life’ couldn’t fix. The other dives we did off Sharm were nice – ‘meditative’ and ‘sedate’ according to my log book. Very worth doing; old favourites pufferfish, lionfish and turtles all came out to play. All to prepare us for heading further into the Red Sea, on King Snefro. But that’s another story. —- And what else can you do from Sharm? A whirlwind, fly in – fly out, day trip to Cairo, for the pyramids, museum where King Tuts relics reside, camel riding, and a boat ride up the Nile. Walk like an Egyptian.