Patience in washing my locks

The last time I went to London for retightening (23 October), Marie, my consultant, noticed that I had done a bad job in washing my hair and it was true. I had arrived from Paris so late the day before my retightening appointment; I was tired and hungry so with the help of my nieces we braided and banded my hair. By the time I'd finished washing it and had a bath, it was after midnight and everyone had gone to bed. So there I was all by myself unbraided and separating my locks one by one as best as could but with half closed eyes. I blow dryed it abit and then went to bed with a damp head. In the back of my mind I knew I'd done a bad job and it took Marie a while to separate the intertwined strands and then redefine the lines. Arrghh, I was upset with myself, me, who wants the best microlocks. Anyway, Marie did a good job in fixing my locks and they still look great; but I promised myself never to rush when washing my hair and I'll also do my own braiding and banding.

With winter on the way, Marie said I could start putting a little oil on my scalp. Am quite pleased about this since my scalp's still flaky. I use sweet almond oil or coconut oil. The dry scalp persists but it's much better - at least I wash my hair every 2 weeks now unlike the weekly washes I did before. So drinking water does help but I think I need to drink much more.

Unforgettable Egypt!

I was in Port Ghalib, Egypt at the beginning of November 2009 and I spent the most wonderful time ever. Although i was there for work, I enjoyed myself. It was shining brightly and hot like crazy, but that was ok, it was better than the cold back in Paris.
Port Ghalib is a tourist resort with beautiful hotels on desert land by the border of the incredible Red Sea. There wasn't much to do by way of entertainment and I didn't have time to sneak away or wonder off farther into the desert, but I enjoyed short walks on the seaside, the sunrise and I even dared to go snorkeling, something I never thought I could ever do. The depth of the Red sea overwhelmed me and each time I'd dip my head into the water, my enjoyment of the beauiful fish and life under the waters was shortlived as I panicked at the expanse and depth. I could hear my mum saying "don't go too far into the water". I understood her fear and even though I could swim, I had the life guard get into the water with me on standby to save me just in case. I didn't want to join pharoah and his chariots of military men at the bottom of the sea! Oh and I didn't have a swimming cap but the lifeguard gave me a shower cap which he helped me fix and tie with a scarf to avoid water getting into my locks. He didn't quite understand why I didn't want my head wet, but he helped me nonetheless.

The food was absolutely yummy and even though I count calories in almost everything I eat, and am into healthy foods and keeping my figure etc. I couldn't resist. There was so much of a choice it was hard to settle for more veggies and less meat. My girlfriend Welly and I did justice to that meat and since we both had such big appetites, we indulged and ate ourselves silly. If there's any truth in it, then I must have been a lion in my previous life, coz I find it hard to resist meat and if it's in front of me, I must have it. BUT, since am into healthy eating these days I'v e been eating more fish than red meat; mackerel and salmon are what I love. I don't care much for fish that has too many bones and little flesh. Anywayz so breakfast, lunch and dinner were King's meals and my calorie intake a day was something like 5000 calories.

I was in Egypt at the right time, at the right place, Port Ghalib, when Beyonce had her concert. On TV she's all ready amazing but seeing her in real life is quite something. The girl's dynamite. She belted those familiar tunes and showed off her sassy figure and dance moves! It was a great show.

I was sad to leave Port Ghalib, the food, the weather and the Red sea. In Cairo I hoped to see the pyramids but because of traffic jams, my guide and I got there just as the gates were closing. So I had a brief tour of the back of the pyramids on a camel. That wasn't easy but it was worth doing.

The biggest mistake I made was go on a dinner cruise on the Nile all by myself. I looked pathetic sitting at a table all alone. Everyone else was paired or in groups. People kept staring at me, with pity I suppose, and I felt awkward. So to make myself feel better I ordered some good wine and enjoyed my meal while I watched some belly dancing. As soon as the boat came to a standstill I left in a big hurry. I'd never do that kind of thing again.

So that was my unforgettable moment in Egypt.