So Ramses, our taxi driver, took us to a little dirt road that wasn’t very obvious. Now, you should know I am a little frightened of some of the people in Egypt, but I’m open to any sort of ride. Once we took the little turn off we got out of the taxi and tried to drink all the mango juice before we got on the camel, because it was the best mango juice in the world and apparently you not allowed to drink mango juice while riding a camel. I wanted to go with dad anitionaly but they said “No! No! we have a small camel, just right for you” So I said “ Um, I guess”. Then the camels came out, the first camel was HUGE! How big do you think a camel can be? Well, double it.
Anyway the second camel was slightly smaller and the third an forth were the same as the first. Mom’s was the first camel and she got on her camel first. As soon as she got on her camel’s hide legs went up and it’s front legs followed once she got her grip. I laughed my head off you should of seen her face! After about a second her expretion changed to a smile, and my face dropped because it was my turn. I got on my camel and t stood up imedietly. VERY scary. It was taller and stronger then a donkey, and I could feel its strength. We got to the riding right away and it was scary at first but I …quickly?…adjusted.
Then we rode past the intersection down the deserted road , through the poor town and past the fields for farming. All the time I was trying not to fall off. It was a fun ride. We saw a river alligator, although it wasn’t quite an alagator, maybe a baby one? Or just a big lizard. Also we smeled lemon leaves, they smelled really good. At one point he asked me if I wanted to go fast, but I declined. Once we got off we gave the guys who took us on the ride a tip and they DIDN’T ask for more. That was a first! We also saw baby horses and a very scared baby cow. That was my first camel experience the second camel experience was in Cairo.
I decided to go with dad this time because I thought it would be boring with out someone to talk to. This time I was ready, mom said we were going to go in to the Sahara dessert. That, I was exited about. Instead of four guys we got all of our camels tied together and just one leading the way. We walked through the city for a while and through the garbage place with some dead horses...so sad . Hmmmhmmm……
Then we got to the dessert and it was just a lot of sand with the pyrimids off to our right. Not much to tell. Then we got to a hill and the guy INSISTED we take some weird pictures of us at the pyrimids. Then he said time to go back and mom said “What? I thought we were going to go farther!?” so we went farther and it was more of the same. The guy asked if he could ride on the camel with mom and she said “well, I guess” so then he said “do you want me to?” And she said “ no not really I’m fine.” So he didn’t.
When we were almost back he said “Ok, you pay now.” So dad gave him a tip and he asked for more and dad said forget it. He insisted on it then at one point tried to give the money back eventually he just took it and took us back. When we got of we paid the boss guy and went up stairs to our house. Mom announced that she didn’t like him. And I sorta agreed she said and I quote “He tried to rip us off, I bet if we didn’t go all the way we would have had to pay JUST as much money. Plus he shouldn’t of even asked if he could come on my camel with me. Then he asked you for more money? Come on, you’ve got to be kidding!” I totally agreed. He was awful. The first ride was better.
