The "Desert Safari" we went on boasted of several activities - sand surfing, dirt bike rides, belly dancing, camel rides, henna painting etc. However, as we quickly discovered, this place could use a woman's touch in management. You get dumped off and left to your own defenses til dinner starts, which is about 2.5 hours later. And dinner was a mad melee, with no rhyme or reason to it, served buffet style where they ran out of meat. Oh well, we didn't come for the cuisine. :)
So we wandered about and amused ourselves as best we could. Marsh tried sand surfing, I snapped photos of people who weren't looking, and we tried some local corn - we were highly amused that they were doing a corn boil here, 3,000 miles away from home. Though, I can safely say that Iowa is not in danger of losing it's place in my heart as the best sweet corn on earth. This stuff sucked. Big time. :)
So we wandered about and amused ourselves as best we could. Marsh tried sand surfing, I snapped photos of people who weren't looking, and we tried some local corn - we were highly amused that they were doing a corn boil here, 3,000 miles away from home. Though, I can safely say that Iowa is not in danger of losing it's place in my heart as the best sweet corn on earth. This stuff sucked. Big time. :)
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