| July 5th, 2004 |
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Me and my friend Von sit on the beach, sometimes we have a waiter bring us food, but mostly me and my friend Von sit on the beach. I am in Tarabeen. Tarabeen makes Dahab seem like a filthy, sprawling suffocating metropolis. In Dahab people talk slowly, in Tarabeen they do not talk at all. Tarabeen is a Beduine village turned, 'how about chill out'. There is a single road, with huts made from palm tress, sitting along the red sea. Taking a swimming is like having a bath in warm tea. 3 miles away is Saudi Arabia, Von swam a bit too far and got buzzed by a military helicopter. Drugs are popular in the area, but i cannot understand why because if the town got any more mellow peoples limbs would start falling off. If things got any slower, the Red Sea would freeze over. I will stop it that here. What marks Tarrabeen is the language, the Egyptians for the most part speak Hebrew, without hesitating every foreigner is greeted with Shalom. Now before i lead my readers to think i have discovered some enclave of Egyption/Isralie brotherhood, I should point out that the Hebrew is explained by the fact that no European or Americans visit Tarrabean its all tourist from Israel, which is less then an hour away. But still its inspiring to here people switching back and forth between Hebrew and Arabic, even if its just to order a smothy. Meanwhile back on the Beach Von and myself picture ourselves in a Huge Grant film set in the 19th century. We laze, when we get board we face a new direction. When i tire of looking at Saudi Arabia i look at Jordan, when i tire of hummos i order Taziki. I have a wealthy patron, her name is the tattered Egyptian pound, and she treat me well. There is much to do in Tarabeen, but mostly i sleep.
As for now, tonight i leave for Cairo where i will begin my desert trek to various oasis'. The first will be the Bahariya Oasis, then the Farafra Oasis, then the Dakhla Oasis then finally the Kharaga oasis. The whole thing should take over a week. I have little idea of what the Internet situation will be, so i won't be checking my email as much as i used to, but i will do my best. |
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