All of the men on our trip are sporting scarves now. After interrogating our Israelis, we determined that this could be a Tel Aviv thing. But it is apparently not a common style for the masses.
Regardless, Bus 291 continues to fully fund the Israeli scarf and pashmina industry with great enthusiasm.
Last night we went to the Bedouin tents. No, they were not red (like the Prince of Egypt). Rather, they were constructed from tarps. Not quite as glamourous, but extremely functional.
Thanks to my fleece-lined running tights, I think I was one of five people who slept soundly.
Today, camels after breakfast.
My camel riding partner and I managed to coordinate in hot pink. I look forward to seeing us in pictures.
We also scaled this gorge.
Again, with the scarves.
It is hardcore thematic.
I managed a sunburn today, which was to put it plainly, wonderful. It is the best free souvenir.