The Journal of Phillip Grant - Dec 8

Eric bought new sheets for the beds downstairs.  I hope the Shrimp finds them funny and not scary.  They don't look scary to me but he is a bit young for a design of monsters.

I decided to have a night at the Bistro.  If I had timed it a bit differently, I could have sat with Dad who was on his way in when I was going out.  It was another nice dinner but not nearly as divine as my previous meal.


I've registered myself as a photographer.  Taking photographs is a good hobby and should be a nice way to make money.  I have granddad's old high quality camera, it even still had a few of his photos.  He was damned good at it but I am going to be better.  I proved to the city quickly that I'm a Sim to demand for your photos.  Even just a few photographs and I'd earned a better title.

I decided to take Vanessa to Egypt.  Bright sun, interesting landmarks, a lot of things worth taking photos of.

Dad did warn me about this.  Running errands for the locals usually involves a lot of smashing rocks, moving statues and trying to avoid the traps.  He also said something about granddad setting off a lot of traps over time.

The guy did pay me well for my efforts.  It's always nice to be appreciated.

I went back to camp to spend some time with Vanessa.  I feel so lucky to have her.  She is still the only Sim to catch my eye.

We went to see the Great Pyramid at dusk.  It's a magic spot.

Which I decided to make even more magic.  I'm sure, this is right.  The right time, the right place and definitely the right girl.  Miss Vanessa Landgraab Bachelor, will you be mine forever more?

I held my breath while she looked at the ring.

She said Yes.

The next day, I was out collecting rare beetles for one of the locals.  I brought them in for a fair amount of money.  She also taught me the local songs and we've become friends.  It's good to make friends where ever you go.

I also tried to remember to stop and take photographs regularly.  Most of them were average but I had a dandy photo of the pyramid worth over 1,000.

Poor Vanessa.  Someone broke the shower and left her to fix it up again.  The worst was that she hadn't realised it happened until she really needed a shower.

We shared some sweet dreams that night.

This exploring is exciting.  I don't know why dad just didn't go for it.

All too soon, our holiday was at an end.  Vanessa has yet to get the hang of snake charming, she keeps checking the basket to see if the snake is really there.

I bought myself one of those little scooters from Egypt.  Much smaller and more economical then a car.  And more fun.  I hear that someone has started importing motorcycles - I should definitely check that out.

I decided to get a couple of tattoos.  The tattoo artist seemed a bit out of it that day.

While I was there, I noticed Sammy's wife Malia in the shop.  I think it's safe to say I'm going to have a new niece or nephew quite soon now.  I chatted a bit with Malia, I know her better than my oldest brother now.

Sammy quit politics and joined ... damn, I don't remember.  I wonder if he was pushed out or if he didn't like the job even with the money he was stealing.  I did ask Malia back home, Mum and Dad should be happy to see another grandchild on the way.