Death of a Tampon: Kim had a dilemma first thing in the morning. Where do you put those pesky tampons. There is not really a place to dispose of them in the “toilette” (Brian Young knows what these are now). The toilette is not really a flushable kind (it sort of empties into the sand). When Kim asked me what to do with it, I joked that she should flush it down the toilette. She took me seriously. After it wouldn’t stay down, I had to get a palm leaf for her to push it deeper. That didn’t work either. I gave her a stick and she fished it out of the hole chopstick style. Finally, I had to dig a hole in the sand next to the toilette to bury it. I put a rock on the grave to mark its burial! We were praying to Allah that the cats didn’t dig it up before we left.
We had a nice breakfast. I ate more than I had since Cairo. I think I’m feeling better. Kim is still having diarrhea.
We retraced our steps from the day before (well, the camels did most of the walking). On the steep path through the pass in the mountains, we had to walk. Kim barely made it. We met our next air-conditioned jeep for the ride to Nuweiba on the Gulf of Aquba. It was a beautiful sight. The waters had the same colors as you would see in the Caribbean. I knew we were staying somewhere, but I thought it would be some kind of a hotel. It was another Bedouin camp right on the water’s edge. We were given a “Bedouin Tent” area that overlooked the water. Kim wanted to go searching for beach glass and started walking along the beach. Before long, several young Bedouin girls started following her. She made some new friends.
Rajab had found a mask and snorkel. It didn’t take me long to jump in and cool off. The water was very cool compared to the temperature on land. When I started to snorkel, I found some small reefs with several colorful fish. Some of the coral formations were pretty. I found it hard to get out, but I was going to get sunburn if I stayed out longer.
Rajab asked us if we wanted fish of meat for dinner. We said meat. He then informed us that they were going to slaughter a goat for our dinner. Kim was dismayed and I asked to watch.
After dinner, we showed Rajab what a winter looked like at our house. He wanted to see more pictures, so we showed him some of our past vacations.
We paid a heavy price for forgetting to pack the bug spray on this part of the trip. Between the heat and the bugs, we didn’t get much sleep.

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