didnt write a word here about. But it was cool, really.
well, i have an excuse. I told you I killed my camira. So all I have after trip is just memory, emotions, some friends, and the wish to come back.
I definately will, in a month about.

So, reminding my childhood, I drew my story. Please dont judge me too strict, i didnt draw since my childhood, so my skils are on the same level:)
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well,ok. i have some photos from there! (Rafic, you are the great man! thank you you made them and gave it to me!!!)
they just from one epizode, from safary in desert

Our band.
People, you were cool, thx for!

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well, me. just preparing to go
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that guy im talking with is polish one, prety nice fellow, really. His story month before he returned from Tailanmd, now he is in Egypt, for the time he didnt define yet. well, he do something with IT, programs, and able to work in any point of the earth. i think its cool. i think it could be a dream
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saddled our quadrociqules (квадроциклы короче). in minute we go
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thats somewhere on the stop

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Rafic, you could play a perfect Bedouin on Holloween party
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fellows
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real tomato in real desert in Hurgada
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well, no photos of us riding. just the Zoom of my eyes: after all I was crying with sand
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