Bec and I continued lounging around the Bedouin Camp basically doing nothing. I'm all for vacations and getting a lot of rest but even this was a little too much for me. But still, I'm thankful for the time spent by the Red Sea.
I must apologize. I haven't been feeling well these past days and blogging has become a chore. I might not post as much or if I do, I might just let the pictures speak for themselves.
Here are some more pictures.
The eye of the camp.
What's a hipster camp without guitars.
Bec and her book.
We also played some cards. I taught Bec how to play Pusoy Dos and Tong-its.
In the middle of doing nothing, a camel.
I love camels!
I want to ride that baby.
In the camp, everything was quiet and peaceful.
There is something to be said about the hippie life. And it's not all good.
The huts by the sea.
The owners' house.
Posing by the rock.
How can you not feel like a winner.
What a lovely day.
Me and my weird hair.
I apologize for my open zipper.
Look at these guys. So relaxed.
In the horizon, the sun started to set.
On our way down the rock, I saw these toys. Oh to be a kid again.