

Funny story -- I was wearing a skirt because, oh I don't know, its 108 degrees in Egypt. I get on the camel and my guide immediately wraps my legs with the nasty-camel-saddle-blankets (you can see my legs wrapped in black in the photo above). It was itchy and smelly and way too much skin-to-Egypt contact but he insisted that because we were going through Muslim areas it was a must. There were moments as we drove by groups of nasty men that I was glad since being blonde makes you stand out enough as it is. However, none of the other girls in skirts had to do this. I'm a little suspicious he wanted an excuse to keep touching my legs to rewrap. Gross
It was definitely the experience of a lifetime!








1 comment:
Wow that is insane. So what's a faluka? I gather some sort of boat? It looks like the guys in your group have discovered the practicality of the desert head-dress?
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