Dahab, Egypt

March/April 1990

One evening while in Dahab, Egypt, I had found myself with nobody with whom to talk. I struck up a conversation with this American guy, who was wandering around while spinning a silver disc on his finger. (I bet he is a Republican. They are great at spinning things.(My steps seem to have beem dogged by wealthy right wingers.No wonder my love life has always been a disaster. What kind of idiot poor person votes for rich white people? As for guns. Why don”t you just marry them and be done with it?) They still believe there is a pot of gold at the end of the Rainbow(This is what I was dancing to at Seventeen,(No wonder I never got any dates.)

It had turned out we had a common interest in visiting the Gaza Strip.

Don’t get me started on the spineless Republicans (sorry correct terminology. Invertebrate.)

I agree with the girl in the video. There is something really special about Dahab.

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Gradually I had seen more and more of D, (the disc-spinning guy) My two former travelling companions were ready to move on. I needed to decide whether to go with them or to wait for D. I had decided I would wait for D, I had learned how to play backgammon/shesh besh in Dahab. How To Play Backgammon I had never seen more stars than when I lived in the desert.

Egypt was a wonderful experience for me. The girls I was with were into dope, which was why I had not travelled back to Israel with them.

However Egypt was also the theme of the very last fashion show Karl lagerfeld attended in person. It struck me that there was something creepy about that fashion show. Maybe the models should not have been sashaying around actual Egyptian artefacts without researching them. I personally found the show creepy. The golden skin on the models reminded me of that scene in Goldfinger where Jill Masterson’s skin is covered in gold and she suffocates. Jill Masterson’s Death.

In the meantime I had been invited to a meal by the guy, who was running the place where I was staying. He had seemed very nice but I had felt uneasy at the prospect of being left totally alone (The camp was now empty.) with him, in such an unfamiliar environment. By the way he had very little but was happy and generous with what he had.

I had packed up my rucksack and pretended to depart with my friends. Somehow I had ended up staying at the same place as D.

The next day D. and I had headed back to Israel. We had spent the night camping on the beach in Eilat. I had understood this was not strictly allowed. I had barely slept the entire night, expecting to be woken up and moved on by police.

I had a camel ride in Dahab. It was OK until the guy started hitting its behind. It had then become slightly scary.

I had no idea whether the camel had a name. It was not quite a horse but A Horse With No Name by America kinda fits here. We were in the Sinai Desert.

We arose at 5am. I had sat with D. by the beach, watching the sun rise over the Jordanian Mountains, while eating delicious pita bread, filled; with avocado and tomato.

Walk Like An Egyptian – The Bangles

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I still have a soft spot for avocados, even if I have been hit on the head by a few, while picking them. I have never eaten avocado since and not thought of that magical time. Dahab and camping on the beach in Eilat are among my happiest memories along with cycling in Jericho with D. My memories of that special time in Egypt & Jericho were never ruined for me. Those times will always be perfect.i had one relationship where a guy never let me down and for that I will always be grateful. Thank you.

https://familytreeourstory.com/2022/03/12/remember-jericho/

Love this Australian skit to the bicycle song. The Bicycle Song – Skit on Paul Hogan Show. Worth looking at as it was clearly shot in Melbourne, Australia. – Great shots of the Yarra etc. Our whole family was filmed by channel 9 down by the Yarra River one Father’s Day. My former mother-in-law rang up excitedly telling us she knew where we had been.

A lovely day but no doubt it had been ruined when we got home. We normally paid a price for having had a lovely time. A Sting In The Tail/Tale- Supertramp. See also https://familytreeourstory.com/2022/10/03/my-sons-montessori-class/

If I cause accidents it is probably because I wobble, I struggle with my balance at times.

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