Safari

The safari was amazing. We were driven over some sand dunes in a land-rover jeep and it is crazy because they drive over them so fast and we cant see what is on the other side until we are over it. We hired some quad bikes and got told off. We saw some camels and got to sand board (although this didn’t work very well)

After this we were served food and drinks and it was coke and kebabs. But not the kebabs you buy in Britain after a night out. Shish would be the closest thing to what we had but also hummus.

While I’m on the subject of hummus, it is amazing here, I don’t like it in England but I gave it a go and it is so flavourful and they eat it with lots of pitta bread. It is incredible.

What do you call a man that rubs chick-peas all over his genitals?
A hummus-sexual.

The whole experience was amazing but at the back of my mind, all I could think about was camel spiders. Every little thing that touched me was, for a split second, a camel spider. I think I will die if I ever came face to face with one. I kept seeing things in the sand out of the corner of my eye and just really getting shit up.

Camel spiders are the size of dinner plates, they can run 10km per hour, they can jump up to 2 meters high due to their huge, grasshopper like back legs and the worst thing about them is that they are shade seekers, so they follow you around in your shadow. Its like something out of a horror film.

This is a small one!

They nearly even ruined my planking as I was scared one would get me!