So sad. Due to a back injury the same week, I was unable to go kite surfing, snorkelling or take that long awaited scuba lesson. Although it has given me every reason to go back.
|Poisonous fish do not touch.|
Two hours into the desert on horseback is the rather rustic settlement Wadi Connection. John, a yoga instructor, had been the day before and felt a spiritual connection to the place. The Bedouin owner, self proclaimed, Rasta of the desert, quite proudly offered that he has, he thinks, five children with different mothers. Impressive. I have a feeling that John’s spiritual connection is directly related to what is in the sheesha.
Located just beyond Dahab Bay, this small boutique hotel offers spacious rooms, and panoramic views of the Gulf of Aqaba and the Sinai Mountains.
Each room has a balcony or terrace with views of the hotel gardens, the Red Sea or the Sinai mountains.
Furry Cup Bar serves local and import beer, cocktails and light pub-style snacks. Rooftop Beach Bar offers sunset views and a weekly BBQ party.
I admit that I have a soft spot for goats. Must be that my star sign is Capricorn. As I was touring the alleys looking to see what the crazy goats were up to I met up with a gentleman on his way home. He asked if I would like to take some photographs from inside the walls where more animals were kept. I accepted the invitation and went into a complex made up of many courtyards with concrete block half walls. He kept a couple of camels in one of these.
As it turned out he was returning home for tea time and invited me to stay. I followed him deeper into the maze and turned the last corner to find his family around the fire with tea already brewed. None of them seemed surprised to see me and immediately invited me to sit down and join them.
The girls’ English was very good and it was nice to hear their perspective on many subjects. They really enjoyed having their pictures taken but like women everywhere, they were hard to please and critical of themselves in the photos. Looking at them, this was hard to understand.
The father welcomed me in and essentially dropped me off with the women. He took a glass of tea and wandered away only to return for his sheesha when we were finished our tea.