There were two women with covered faces in the “bakery”. This one in black is 46, and the younger is 27 and she has 3 children, for now. We tried a piece of bread.
Water, flour and salt. It tastes like the pancake that you made when you wanted to eat something sweet in the middle of the night, but you haven’t had material for pancakes, so you made it with what you had. At least we have jam or in the worst case sugar. Bedouins don’t live longer than 46-47 years, so that we can consider this baker an old lady. In the “pharmacy”, nothing but some sticks for “white teeth”, some grasses and some senseless things on 5-6 stands.
After we left their bakery and pharmacy we went to see their mosque,
and the well. When the well dries, they remove to another place. Their wives take care of children, camels and houses, while men constantly seek for new wells so that they can remove when their current well dries. The world’s big companies are the biggest problem for them. They come to their villages, take their water and pack it in bottles for sale, like Pepsi for instance. We drank Pepsi water in Egypt packed in bottles (from these wells).
They pack that good and healthy water from these desert wells to sell it in Egyptian resorts. Of course, they probably give them some coin for using their wells, but that’s not enough and thus they must live that nomad life.
Sneki rides camel
After riding camels we stopped to refresh. In one improvised shop I bought myself Fanta and 3 juices for three little Bedouins.
They’re so cute. I enjoyed watching how they play and run and roll on the sand.
I paid for these 4 drinks 20 Egyptian Pounds – 4 USD. Everything here costs 20 EP. All the money that they collect they give to their sheik and he goes to Hurghada with his car (modern Bedouin
) and buys the vegetables for them all and golden earrings for new-born girls, etc. They rarely can even see the meat and when they eat vegetables it is the holiday for them. This sheik takes really good care of his tribe. One boy once broke his arm and he took him to Hurghada to be treated in the ambulance. When the kid came back with gypsum on his arm they were shocked.
All the Bedouins in this village are relatives. There is one very important woman in the village. She scans boys and girls, and when she creates a couple in her head,
she tells sheik that this boy and that girl could be a nice couple. Then, sheik invites them and their fathers to arrange a marriage. The girl has a task to prepare a tea. If she likes the boy she puts sugar in his cup, but if she doesn’t like the boy she doesn’t put the sugar. However, nobody asks her for anything.
The evening has come, so we went to have dinner. In the same big “shack” we were offered with kebab, sesame sauce, salad and potatoes. When the dinner was over we went to the party that Bedouins organized for us. About 10 Bedouins sang and played drums for us, and some people really had lot of fun.
Bye, bye, Bedouins. Thank you.
On the half way to Hurghada, between some hills, our guide took us out from jeeps to “listen to the silence”. We sat on the sand and stopped talking and moving. You can hear how your heart beats and ringing in your ears. This is the real silence, amazing phenomenon. That’s the real sound of silence that you can hear only in the desert. However, it didn’t last too long because our drivers started to chat and laugh, and their mobiles started to ring and our adventure was over. La Luna was positioned somehow crazy on the sky so we couldn’t make pics and vids of starry night, but it doesn’t matter. At least I managed to get some nice shots before the dinner.
Moon above the desert mountain
Sunset in the desert
We were back to our hotel around 22:00, just to drink one more coffee before we go to sleep. I agreed with my friend that we should go for a walk tomorrow to the left from the hotel because we had a free day. Her husband told others in our group to be alert because we plan to go shopping again.