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    Wow, not Macy's at all! Okay, maybe not a book, but how about an article for Salome's site? You could write in over several days while waiting for the kettle to boil .
    "Well, now that we have seen each other," said the unicorn " if you'll believe in me, I'll believe in you."

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    Shanazel, I think that's a GREAT IDEA!!!

    Demelza, just curious, did you ever ride through the desert in a jeep?

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    hello moon !! how are you ?
    I've travelled through the desert on several things ! A jeep being one of them x
    I love the desert, I love sheepskin rugs and crackling fires....the best thing of all is the aray of starts. You can see so many more when you are in the desert, they shine bright blue and feel so close.

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    Quote Originally Posted by demelza
    the best thing of all is the aray of starts. You can see so many more when you are in the desert, they shine bright blue and feel so close.
    I know what you mean Never seen bigger, brighter stars than in the Sahara. I missed it already after just one week.

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    soooo mooon.....you were in the Sahara !!
    how about you tell us about it !

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    Please do, Moon- but Demelza, Moon's story doesn't let you off the hook. You have a fan base here, girl!
    "Well, now that we have seen each other," said the unicorn " if you'll believe in me, I'll believe in you."

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    ha ha haaaa !!! you want me to write articles ? ? Shanazel I don't thing Salome would appreciate it !

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    No? Why not?
    (Working on my Sahara story BTW)

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    Moon I can't wait.....don't work on it, just write as you remember xx

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    Well, it's not as exciting as any of your stories, Demelza, but all right

    I've been on holiday in Tunisia for 1 week with my mom when I was 16 years old. During that week we went on a 2 day excursion to the desert (by bus, not by camel, as my mom and I both suffer from a small "fear of camels" since we've been in Egypt) I immediately loved the feeling of calmness I got when I saw the flat extensiveness of that part of the desert (which some other passengers called "boring":eek. I don't remember everything we did that day in detail, but we went to a berber house and to an oasis, and I saw the dirtiest toilet ever (ok to much detail). Later, we arrived at a more "traditional" part of the desert (with sand hills) where we could choose between a short camel ride or a short ride in a horse carriage. Of course, my mom and I chose the latter and we shared a carriage with an English lady (who was sooo happy my mom and I were there, as she was alone and thought the drivers of the horse carriages were scary). The ride was quite funny, except the driver was making jokes all the time about he wanted to buy me for 1000 camels. I thought he was spitting out his own rotten teeth all the time, but it appeared to be little sticks he was chewing on. The poor English lady had to sit next to him.
    Most tourist who'd chosen the camel right almost couldn't walk afterwards because of muscle pain.
    We spent the night in a hotel, after the guide told us we would leave the next day at 4.15am (we eventually went to bed at midnight, because we had so much fun with a few other Dutch people who stayed at the same hotel as we did). Because the desert hotel was quite full already, we shared a bigger room with 1 bathroom and 2 different bedrooms with a Dutch couple. After I took a shower, I noticed a few puddles of water just outside the bathroom.

    The next morning, the Dutch couple took a shower and when we all went to have breakfast, we noticed the carpet of the hall was all wet, because of the water from out bathroom! The other Dutch lady couldn't stop laughing.
    We would travel by bus to see a sunrise in a salt lake, and I decided I could try to sleep some more during the bus travel, because I almost hadn't slept at all. However, when the bus began to ride just didn't want to sleep, as a was so impressed by the biggest stars I've ever seen. I just couldn't stop watching, it was so beautiful! (most of the other tourist ]were sleeping by the way). We stopped after a few hours to see the sunrise in the salt lake. Very nice (although it was still cold there. Someone told me the Sahara has 4 seasons in one day. The spring during the morning, summer during the afternoon, autumn during the evening and winter during the night.).
    Later on, we would travel further with jeeps. We shared a jeep with the Dutch people we had so much fun with, and a nice Irish man. Unfortunately, the Irish man couldn't follow most of the conversation in the jeep, as the driver only spoke Arabic and French, and he didn't speak both. I did speak a bit French at the time, now I've forgotten almost everything. I could only say "no" in Arabic (was it "la"?), quite handy with those obstrusive street salers.
    We shared our winegums with the driver and he shared his dates with us. We saw a fata morgana (which before than I always thought were personal, only seen by people who have a sunstroke or are dying from thirst) All the time, we drove on a desert road. One of the Dutch guys started talking about Paris-Dakar, and that it was such a pity we couldn't drive through the desert hills like that (it was forbidden. It damages the desert flora & fauna if I remeber right). At that moment, the driver started to drive slower, so the drivers of the other jeeps started to overtake him. When all the other jeeps were quite far away from us, he suddenly turned the jeep right into the desert. We drove through the desert hills for only 5 or 10 minutes, but it was so wonderful, so exciting! Although I don't know if my stomach would have endured more than 10 minutes . The Irish man was a bit shocked at first, because he didn't follow the converstion.
    Afterwards, the driver went back to the road and drove us to the next point, a mass of rocks where one of the Starwars movies has been filmed. The driver showed us a picture of himself with the director of Starwars. He was so proud of that picture.
    The rocks were beautiful, and when we got back into the bus, I heared an English tourist say: "That jeep ride was boring."
    That day, the bus drove us back to the northern part of Tunisia, back to the hotels in the cities. I felt sad when I saw the Mediterranean See again, instead of the see of sand. (But I had still a wonderful holiday after the excursion, really, I just had to get used to it again )
    At home again, The only desert souvenir I had (before my holiday pictures were ready) was a desert rose I bought. It may sound a little obsessed, but I often smelled it the first days after I got back. It had a very typical smell.
    When I now look at the pictures I've made in the desert, I'm sure most people won't like them. Most of them are made from a riding bus, so they are a bit blurry. They are also very monotonous: sky and sand, sky and sand. Only those I made of the rocks and the oasis seem impressive. But if I watch them myself, my memories come back and I feel happy. The desert rose has lost its smell.
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