Family

When we arrived back to the tent, we had time to see a great sunset over Isralestine. And, swearing on the East, a 99% full yellow moon, right over the red mountains. I could use all my imagination, but still I'd be missing words to describe this landscape.

We are tired and a bit hungry. While they cook dinner, we sit at the fire and ask Mohamed about his family. He said he has other 8 brothers.
Then Zizo asked him naturally if they all are from the same mother.
And he replied naturally as well: Yes.
They take care of the sheeps and goats, of the house and of each other. Some go to the school to study Arabic. Others just to study a bit. Little Ammar just mentioned the words he knows in English and
their meaning. It was so funny!
We are receiving new people all the 5 minutes. Friends of friends, neighbors. They act like a big family, a whole community. Our guide, Musa, is 26 years old and has one girl of 2 and a half. He wants a boy
but Allah will decide if he comes or not. I wondered what if tourists stop coming or it doesn't rain for the tomatoes. I guess the community will take care of him and his family.
This is not communism. It's being human.

We do have so many things to learn and install in 'our' ways of life from this humble people.
Wadi el-Ghweyr was great. Nature at its best. Water, canyons, palm trees, snakes, frogs (just random unkissable frogs).

I don't know what time we are going to bed tonight but the rythm of the trip is starting to affect us a bit.
The dog is still barking and echoing in the valley. They didn't let me go for it to cook it for dinner (we are not in Korea)


Anyway, we are departing tomorrow at 6am. We'd better sleeping soon.