
This was what we were being driven around in across the dunes. Thank god it was a 4x4. Driving across sandy hills in a Jaguar wouldn't be too soothing.
We shared a car with some German ladies who were 'sehr nett'. So we get to these dunes where our driver lets down the tyres to give added grip on the sand and then takes us up and down the dunes pretty darn fast in a car reassuringly fitted with a roll-cage. The trip across the dunes lasted about an hour or so and in that time there were stops for photos and lunch. After this we pulled up at this place in the middle of the desert which was surrounded by a mixture of camels, quad bikes, and tourists. I'd never ridden a camel before as they're hard to come by in England, so I gave it a nice little straddle and had a ride. I think my camel had Tourettes as it wouldn't shut up. Either that or it had the hump.

After that was eating, belly dancing, drinking, bartering for cheap watches and trying on Pandoras. Not all at the same time, though. That would be stupid. And so that was day 4 in a nutshell. Twas a good day. Could talk about it for ages and start to get boring. Too late.
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