Wadi Araba to Wadi el-Ghweyr

The point of sleeping in the restaurant-tent of the camp is: you are the last one going to bed, and the first one waking up.

The night went on through stories, music and silences.
I reflected how this and a few songs can be the whole fun that bedouines can have and enjoy it.
A place where 'to have' is reduced to the things you need to live:
fire, tent, food, animals, water and a 'rababa' (not the German fruit). And that's it. No HTC phones, iPods, plasma TV's, A/C...not even a door for the tent.

A place where receiving visitors (like us) is the event of the month (probably twice a month).
In the middle of nothing. A place known for its tomatoes plantation.

The bad thing? Dogs barking the whole night. Full moon is almost ready.

We just said bye to Stephanie and Esther, two nice Deutsche with who we shared those nice moments at the bedou family.

And now, we are the ready for the first step into the wild: Wadi el-Ghweyr.

Yalla ba2a!