<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765562</id><updated>2011-12-13T07:28:20.562+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Coral Days</title><subtitle type='html'>Days in the life of an HR Coordinator in Sharm El Sheikh.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coraldays.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765562/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coraldays.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ashraf Al Shafaki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-J-8ENZi-yh0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/lOEZ_DHP0qM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765562.post-112669896677676486</id><published>2005-09-14T14:32:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T20:51:13.123+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Look Younger, Live in Sharm</title><summary type='text'>The more you live in Sharm El Sheikh the younger you will look. This might sound a bit like an ad or a stupid saying, but it was what I discovered myself after living and working for one year in Sharm El Sheikh. The reason why it could be hard to believe my initial statement or at least hard to appreciate its full meaning and the extent of youngness you will look by living there could be easily </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765562/posts/default/112669896677676486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765562/posts/default/112669896677676486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coraldays.blogspot.com/2005/09/look-younger-live-in-sharm.html' title='Look Younger, Live in Sharm'/><author><name>Ashraf Al Shafaki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-J-8ENZi-yh0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/lOEZ_DHP0qM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765562.post-108654051568701909</id><published>2004-06-06T19:44:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T16:19:57.816+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Colorful Splash</title><summary type='text'>Today I woke up early. I went near the beach. I looked from above. I could see colored fish swimming in the transparent water. They looked so lovely. I watched for a while. It's a nice thing to do. Something I'll surely miss and perhaps only fully appriciate when I leave the place.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765562/posts/default/108654051568701909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765562/posts/default/108654051568701909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coraldays.blogspot.com/2004/06/colorful-splash.html' title='Colorful Splash'/><author><name>Ashraf Al Shafaki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-J-8ENZi-yh0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/lOEZ_DHP0qM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765562.post-106473968348577002</id><published>2003-09-28T10:59:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-09-28T11:03:37.153+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Day to Day</title><summary type='text'>Umm, I've started settling down now. Things are becoming more stable as time goes on. I'm starting to get used to things going on around here and I've adapted to life at the Red Sea.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765562/posts/default/106473968348577002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765562/posts/default/106473968348577002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coraldays.blogspot.com/2003/09/day-to-day.html' title='Day to Day'/><author><name>Ashraf Al Shafaki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-J-8ENZi-yh0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/lOEZ_DHP0qM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765562.post-106450588478153197</id><published>2003-09-25T19:04:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2003-09-25T19:08:46.696+03:00</updated><title type='text'>At Last</title><summary type='text'>Oh, at last I'm getting back to Sharm God willing. I've been wanting to get back ever since I left. Really? Well, umm ... actually I did not want to leave in the first place.The bus ticket is in the pocket of my pants now and so are the other ID cards. Now I'm ready for travel to get back to my beloved Sharm. Quite a charm, huh?The bus should start moving at 9am. Probably It'll arrive at </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765562/posts/default/106450588478153197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765562/posts/default/106450588478153197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coraldays.blogspot.com/2003/09/at-last.html' title='At Last'/><author><name>Ashraf Al Shafaki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-J-8ENZi-yh0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/lOEZ_DHP0qM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765562.post-106448103517974946</id><published>2003-09-25T12:10:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2003-09-25T12:10:35.216+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Back Back</title><summary type='text'>Preparing now to get back once more to Sharm El Shaikh. I'll get my feesh we tashbeeh at 3pm (God willing) today as the man at the police office told me yesterday. Then I'll go off to the bus station in hope of finding a bus going to Sharm today, I mean tonight. If not, then probably I'll book a ticket for a bus travelling tomorrow or perhaps then I can just take the company bus, which is safter </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765562/posts/default/106448103517974946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765562/posts/default/106448103517974946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coraldays.blogspot.com/2003/09/back-back.html' title='Back Back'/><author><name>Ashraf Al Shafaki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-J-8ENZi-yh0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/lOEZ_DHP0qM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765562.post-106445207667132847</id><published>2003-09-25T04:07:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2003-09-25T04:07:56.696+03:00</updated><title type='text'>A Break</title><summary type='text'>Finally I came back to Cairo once again. I had not stayed at Sharm but a few days to start with. Actually, I didn't want to get back to Cairo, but ... . Anyway, now I'm in Cairo and preparing for leaving perhaps today, this night.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765562/posts/default/106445207667132847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765562/posts/default/106445207667132847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coraldays.blogspot.com/2003/09/break.html' title='A Break'/><author><name>Ashraf Al Shafaki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-J-8ENZi-yh0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/lOEZ_DHP0qM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765562.post-106399626105827804</id><published>2003-09-19T11:04:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2003-09-20T16:22:21.760+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Days After</title><summary type='text'>Right from the first night I've been here, I wanted to jam my blog with lots of experiences I'd been through and things I sow. Yet, I was unlucky enough to find there were problems with accessing the net on my arrival. Fortunately, the silent spell was finally broken today, and the net started 'speaking' to us once more. I'm not sure if I'll ever be able to recollect and collect all what I've </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765562/posts/default/106399626105827804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765562/posts/default/106399626105827804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coraldays.blogspot.com/2003/09/days-after.html' title='Days After'/><author><name>Ashraf Al Shafaki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-J-8ENZi-yh0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/lOEZ_DHP0qM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765562.post-106330825728392385</id><published>2003-09-11T22:24:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2003-09-12T00:34:29.020+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Hours Before</title><summary type='text'>It's just a couple of hours till I get the bus on my way to Sharm. I should reach Sharm El Shaikh about 24 hours, more or less, from now. Pretty exciting, huh?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765562/posts/default/106330825728392385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765562/posts/default/106330825728392385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coraldays.blogspot.com/2003/09/hours-before.html' title='Hours Before'/><author><name>Ashraf Al Shafaki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-J-8ENZi-yh0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/lOEZ_DHP0qM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765562.post-106322671380960529</id><published>2003-09-10T23:45:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2003-09-10T23:45:13.743+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Second Trip</title><summary type='text'>I'm now just about one day away from going for the second time in my life to Sharm. I'm excited about the trip and my coming days there God willing. I'm still trying to figure out what I'll be doing there during my stay. Perhaps I'll just sketch out the activities I'll be undertaking and then things would get clearer as time goes on.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765562/posts/default/106322671380960529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765562/posts/default/106322671380960529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coraldays.blogspot.com/2003/09/second-trip.html' title='Second Trip'/><author><name>Ashraf Al Shafaki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-J-8ENZi-yh0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/lOEZ_DHP0qM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765562.post-106287965048886614</id><published>2003-09-06T23:20:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2003-09-10T23:42:59.286+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Do There</title><summary type='text'>Learn Italian.Learn roller-scating.Teach English.Teach IT.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765562/posts/default/106287965048886614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765562/posts/default/106287965048886614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coraldays.blogspot.com/2003/09/do-there.html' title='Do There'/><author><name>Ashraf Al Shafaki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-J-8ENZi-yh0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/lOEZ_DHP0qM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765562.post-106265211913131684</id><published>2003-09-04T08:08:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2003-09-10T23:51:08.893+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Fresh Start</title><summary type='text'>English Instructor.IT Instructor.Admin in the HR dep.IT Technical Support.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765562/posts/default/106265211913131684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765562/posts/default/106265211913131684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coraldays.blogspot.com/2003/09/fresh-start.html' title='Fresh Start'/><author><name>Ashraf Al Shafaki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-J-8ENZi-yh0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/lOEZ_DHP0qM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765562.post-106263604787787838</id><published>2003-09-04T03:40:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2003-09-25T04:23:20.170+03:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day</title><summary type='text'>7 hours to reach Sharm.An amazing apartment to stay at!The food was nice at breakfast.Riham was my guide during the first day.Ibrahim was the first one to receive me at Coral Bay. He helped me get my room and feel comfortable.The GM of the hotel is a wonderful man. I admired his personality.Ama, HR Director at the hotel, made life easy for me and supported me during my one-night stay at </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765562/posts/default/106263604787787838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765562/posts/default/106263604787787838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coraldays.blogspot.com/2003/09/first-day.html' title='First Day'/><author><name>Ashraf Al Shafaki</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-J-8ENZi-yh0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/lOEZ_DHP0qM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
