The mud city of Al-Qasr
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Last night I watched the sunset in the white desert. Although completely barren, there were small birds catching flys, buzzards overhead and the tracks of bat-eared foxes (I caught a glimpse of one that came up to the camp at night). Michelle and I were trying to work out the primary producers (it must be microscopic lichen), one of the girls commented that we must be scientists because we want to know why. The guide didn't know the name of the small bird, so I dubbed it Michelle's Flycatcher, she wasn't impressed so I renamed it
This morning we drove across white desert, black desert and yellow sandy deserts. We reached Farafara oasis in the morning, and swum out into the chilly cold ponds. Also in Farafara we visited an amazing gallery, with the most beautiful traditional house, filled with sculptures and sandpaintings. Really beautiful work. Outside the gallery I bought a hat and gloves knitted from camel hair for the cold desert nights.
After driving through the desert for many more hours we reached Dakhla oasis. Dakhla has been populated from prehistoric time, through Pharonic
Now I am lying on the roof of our inn writing, having had a beautiful meal, while everyone else is downstairs watching a movie and smoking apple hashish.