Saturday March 29th
I woke up and found myself still tired. I had slept a little bit away from everybody else to be with my thoughts. But since I had a hoodie and had slept on the leeward side of the mountain I avoided being covered in sand like the rest of my compadres. It was really bright and I couldn't sleep anymore and no matter how peacefully you sleep, I still couldn't find the mountain all that comfortable. Although, I would gladly do it again.
We set off towards the white desert this time. Here my constant whining and asking finally convinced our guides to let me drive. It was awesome. Driving in the sand is kind of like driving in the snow and kind of nothing nothing like it at all. You don't have any traction, but at the same time, slight movements make you totally change direction. Also there is a lot of stuff in a desert that you can hit, so they kept me to the baby course. I still had a lot of fun, and cruising through the desert at 100 km/hour is always a hoot.
We continued to drive around and see the sights and eventually went to an oasis for lunch. We just beat a group of 2 tour buses packed full of Belgium or French High schoolers. I would hate to take tours in those buses as they are constricting your freedom in traveling and limit your experience. However, from the looks of the kids I don't know if many of them could survive in Egypt without the tour company. Although at the same time, I don't know if I have the confidence and skill to survive here either.
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