Sweden, ja.

So, as I usually do sometimes, I'm trying to squeeze in 9 holes at lunch yesterday... This time I'm with the Project Manager, so we're not as hurried as I usually am. We're the back 9 today when we turn a corner heading into #16 when we see a bunch of carts up by the green and one in the middle of the fairway. I think I can make out a big tripod on the green but am not sure. Anyways, there's a short blond golfer in a skirt gets out of the cart on the fairway and proceeds to hit 4 or 5 balls onto the green... then a dude in white pants gets out on the fairway and hits some balls onto the green. The PM and I patiently waiting, a little annoyed but nothing serious. I normally would have packed it in in order to make it back to work on time, but I was with the PM...

They finally finish up and wave us up... I make an awesome tee shot and I'm in the fairway with under 100m to the pin. I semi-skull my approach and end up 15 feet over the green. But no worries, we put out and forget about golf for a bit.

The long and short of it is the group around the green is a camera crew and hosts of a Sports Editorial show in Sweden who is doing an episode on golf tourism in Egypt. We stop and chat with them for a bit, talking golf, Egypt, TV, etc... They eventually find out that we're playing squash that night though, so they get it in their head that it will be good footage to have me beating he pants (or short skirt) off the female host. I would tend to agree! So we laugh, joke, and eventually the PM and I finish our round and head back to work.

That evening we meet as usual for squash... then about half an hour in we them coming... they were serious... They show up with their full-on camera, gear, sound, 3 crew members and the hosts. A bit of a build up, some more laughing and carryin' on, and then the dude tells me to kick the girls ass at squash. She was supposedly a pretty good (semi-pro) tennis player, but anyone who knows anything about squash knows this doesn't factor in on a squash court. Now I'm a Canadian, who believes in fairplay and sportsmanship in all things... but tonight I made this cute Swedish girl run from corner to corner relentlessly. I mean I made her sweat, scream, swear, and I'm sure pray to God (but in Swedish). Unfortunately we were still on the squash court and not somewhere else, although there still may have been a camera recording it....

A brief post-game interview, some hockey talk, and more jeering from the male host and it was a wrap. Supposedly they may use the footage in their program. I'm thinking it will more likely end up on the cutting room floor, but ya never know...

Of course we met later that night for drinks and sheesha, good times were had. It was a good break in the routine, a glimmer of excitement, a mirage in the desert.

Piece out.