I always seem to have odd experiences when I travel internationally. This experience though was definitely the weirdest!
A decade ago, I visited Cairo, Egypt for work. My flight was long and there had been delays so I was pretty tired when I arrived. I checked into my hotel on the Nile. The first key card I was given didn’t work. When I returned it to reception, the supervisor intervened. He was a creepy looking fellow with stringy looking comb over. He gave me a sinister smile and handed me a new key card. It was for a different room. A room on the eight floor. The way he looked at me made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. I was tired though and soon forgot about him. I immediately fell asleep on entering my room.
By the time I woke up, it was already evening, so I ordered room service, watched a bit of TV and then went back to sleep. It was at this point that things started to get a little weird…I found myself in a half asleep half awake kind of state. I’m sure you know what I am talking about. I suddenly heard breathing in the bed next to me. My heart was pounding. I opened my eyes and next to me lay a youngish looking boy. He had dark curly hair. I couldn’t see his face.
Needless to say, I was terrified! I remember thinking…thumbs in eyes, thumbs in eyes, to debilitate him should he ever come closer even though I knew he wasn’t real. (I know right…What the Heck was I thinking!) Then I started to say the Our Father. I repeated it over and over (with my eyes closed of course!) until I heard the breathing stop. Once my heart had stopped racing, I passed right out again.
The next morning, I went downstairs to wait for my driver. The creepy looking supervisor, stepped up to the desk when he saw me approaching. Once again he had that sinister smile on his face. He looked me in the eye and said: “My, you look rather tired. Didn’t you have a good night’s sleep?”. In that moment I knew that he had deliberately put me in that room. He knew what I would encounter. I did not give him the satisfaction of knowing why I looked so tired. I merely wrote it off to jetlag.
I spent another 2 nights in that room and didn’t have another incident (Thank goodness!). I hope my next visit to Egypt will be as “haunting” but for the right reasons😜
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