After chasing away the camels from the ghaf tree so that we could park in the shade, the Bedu came across for a chat.
He was a very friendly guy who had often seen me blatting around the desert on my buggy. I said that I would produce some paper pics of him and bring them into the desert next week. There are 3 camel farms dotted around the place & asked him if he was at a nearby farm about 3 kms away so that I could drop the pics off.
“No it’s OK I will come here and pick them up”.
“How will you know if I’m here”, I said, ‘Because if there is no wind I’ll not be here.”
“No Problem, just give me your mobile number & give me a call when you next arrive at the ghaf tree”.
I just creased up when this old Bedu whips out his mobile phone so we could swap numbers.
You can’t see the mobile too well in the pic. below but it is in his right hand.
