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By the third morning of my week-long vacation in Ain Sokhna, I realized I had forgotten what day it was. It was in an unremarkable way that comes from waking up with no urgent task tugging at your sleeve. The sea was a walk away, the jacuzzi was heating, and two of my friends were already negotiating breakfast in the kitchen of our rented chalet. For once, I was not racing against time to go through my to-do list. I…
