Journal 06.01.2026.
Sawa Camp, Nuweibaa, Sinai Peninsula,
Egypt
Stoned amongst the stones
That was interesting. Robbed blind at the
local Ali Baba’s Supermarket for 17 Euros but get a free plastic bag - then the
real Slim Shady (that was his name! Slim,) took us to a vertical crack in the
earth. What was really cool is that I was in the back of a bakkie. I hadn’t
done that for 20 odd years.
Very nice and I let Slim Shady and Angie
go ahead to what was to be discovered as a dry water hole and I squatted down
and chilled. Fuck that for a lark, another 40 min hike – no chance.
After some pic taking and reading some
more of a book that reminded me of Africa, now well stoned and cool trance
vibes at max blasting me through the earbuds, I eventually returned to the
bakkie.
Slim took us a bit down the drag and made
some tea. Small talk consisted of Angie telling us about fields of poppies full
of opium bulbs and he informed us how the rich Egyptians buy very black
Sudanese woman to work for them.
Next to no tourists, thank God, but he
could do with smiting the ones down with that hammer for dumping chocolate
wrappers and empty plastic drink bottles.
All in all, pretty gob smacking and would
have been even better with a line of smack snorted up my nose, but stupid
Angie, besides not knowing the name of the plant, didn’t bring a couple of
kilos back from where ever that was.
Slim is a Bedouin. That is the kind of
Arab that stays in bed all day and all night, unless they get a chance to scam
a tourist – because he yowled and ballyhooed at the amount Angie and I gave him
– 16 Euros. Well, he moaned to her in the driving cab, but said fuck all to me
when we got back. I would have told him to go and get his cut from his mate at
the supermarket.
All in all. Great fun.
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