Chapter 10 sahara story

Time/April 23 to May 3, 1996 Location / Western Sahara, North Africa (Western Sahara, North Africa) Characters/Saharawi in the desert, camel herder Muhammad.Mohamed Bardissi Baldisi's friend Heitan and Mrs. Heitan Baldisi's nephew Arouaila Chinese wandering traveler Ma Zhongxin (Fred Ma) ◇ Setting foot on North Africa means setting foot on the world's largest desert, the Sahara Desert, which covers more than a dozen countries in North Africa. ︱ ︱ ︱ ︱ At midnight on April 13, 1996, spring snow fell in New York. Although the snow was not heavy, it brought a little chill.JFK Airport is deserted, and it feels like spring when you enter the warm waiting room. This season is suitable for travel.Trans World Airlines (TWA) 747︱100 passenger plane flew across the Atlantic Ocean and took me from New York to Madrid, Spain.This is where I revisit old places, visiting museums, art galleries, shopping flea markets, and listening to high-level symphony performances.At midnight on April 22, I drove south from Madrid to Algenciras, then took a ferry to cross the Strait of Gibraltar and set foot on Africa.

Setting foot on North Africa means setting foot on the world's largest desert, the Sahara Desert, which covers more than a dozen countries in North Africa. The area of ​​the Sahara Desert is larger than that of the whole of Europe, and larger than that of the Amazon River Basin in South America.Trekking, regardless of direction, has only a 10 percent chance of surviving, much lower than the 30 percent chance of surviving Amazon River rafting and trekking (according to statistics from the Explorers Club of America) . In addition to natural disasters, wars, and man-made robbery and killing, the danger of walking through the Sahara Desert is also surrounded by a mysterious and incomprehensible shadow of death.Suffering from this stalking, the attack may occur at that time, or it may occur months or years after the process is completed; the cause of this attack and death has not yet been found out.Is this a coincidence, or is there really some kind of mysterious and unknown hidden danger in the Sahara desert?

Extremely dangerous places often attract explorers from all over the world to show their talents.For thousands of years, the Sahara Desert has buried countless well-known and unknown heroes, but until now, there are still people who continue to walk deep into the Sahara Desert in the spirit of martyrdom. It was rumored that there was a Japanese explorer who traveled extensively and went through life and death, specially challenging the dangerous zone where the chance of survival was the lowest.He chose the Sahara Desert and tried to cross it on foot from east to west with his well-trained body, incomparable perseverance and confidence.He has to walk 10,000 kilometers of desert and barren mountains, and has to experience five levels of danger in the course of 10,000 kilometers of time and space; the chance of survival is less than 10%, which makes him almost doomed to stay in the desert for the rest of his life.Sure enough, two years later, his remains were discovered.According to the records in the diary, the location where he walked and moved was judged, and it was found that he had only walked around a desert area in Northeast Africa for two years.The explorer's personal body disappeared forever, and he did not know where to end; at the same time, he fulfilled his promise and stayed proudly in the Sahara desert with his life time and space.

Explorers come from all over the world, playing different roles in the desert story.The Saharawi people, the true masters of the desert, pass on from generation to generation, moving their tents endlessly. On April 23, 1996, with a French businessman I met at the checkpoint, Cristoff, we crossed a large desert in no-man’s land and passed through the romantic city of Casablanca on April 26. Arrive in Laayoune Western Sahara, the capital of Western Sahara. Layon is a rather special place: One of the special ones is that it is an important town in the extreme west of the world's largest Sahara Desert bordering the Atlantic Ocean.The strategic and economic status is quite important, and it is also an ideal place for sightseeing in peacetime in the future.

The second is that Western Sahara was originally under the jurisdiction of Spain, but it was forcibly occupied by Morocco in 1975.The indigenous Saharawi people disagree, as do neighboring countries Algeria and Mauritania. The third special thing is that in order to avoid the tragedy of war and bloodshed, the United Nations came forward to supervise this area and fully enforced martial law. Fourth, it is the residence of the famous Taiwanese female writer Sanmao in 1974, and it is also a place out of reach of Chinese people in the East. To sum up, this is a forbidden place that ordinary people dare not and should not come here except for officials sent here to perform official duties.Not only does it have a strong atmosphere of war, but it is also the base camp for Islamic extremists, arms dealers, drug dealers and special smuggling industry personnel. (One month later, when I returned to Madrid Airport and was about to board the plane with an American passport, I was strictly interrogated and inspected before being released because I had been to Layon).Europeans and Americans are terrified and discouraged by this place.The pervasive Japanese and Swiss travelers have almost disappeared here.Adventurers from all over the world commented on this place: a boring area that is not worth the adventure.The only thing that can be praised here is the valuable and respectable humanistic customs of the Saharawi people, and it is only a short distance away from the world-class tourist attraction, the Canary Islands.The Canary Islands are the seven golden eggs of Spain in the Atlantic Ocean in the west of North Africa. The islands support wealthy people from Europe and even all over the world.Western Sahara and the Canary Island are close at hand, but they are two completely different worlds: Western Sahara is poor and backward, economically sluggish, full of helplessness; Canary Island is rich and advanced, full of vigor and vitality!

The purpose of my coming to Xisa is to understand the living customs and human geography of the Saharawi people, to understand the ecological environment of a nation, and to discover the true connotation of a nation. On April 26, he passed the strict city entry inspection and entered the city of Layong.I saw the pedestrians on both sides of the street in a hurry and serious; there was no business in the shop, but armed soldiers and policemen with guns, full of air and majesty. My French friend Christophe is an ordinary businessman, down-to-earth and friendly. He is familiar with the situation here. After understanding my purpose of coming, he suggested that I should first meet the local police chief who is in charge of public security.

Mr. Chief of Police is dressed in Western style and has a good demeanor.After examining my documents, he understood my purpose and said: Welcome, Chinese from the United States, our friendly friend.We allow you to travel, interview and take photos freely within the validity period of your country's visa.For your safety, I will assign a police officer to protect and assist you if necessary.Don't forget, when your interview story is written into a book, send me a copy! This speech is so important that it should be recorded or videotaped as a talisman for my travels and photography here.

Safety has to be assured, but caution must also be exercised in order to undertake a generous and in-depth desert tour in this special area. The wise adventurer, the shrewd traveler is always a man of the times.In order to avoid the five levels of dangerous factors in the desert trip, five principles must be followed: love peace, protect oneself wisely, so as to get rid of the spread of war; make friends, pay attention to safety, so as to avoid artificial killing; Hygienic to avoid being entangled in diseases; know the environment and find someone to lead the way to avoid the invasion of natural disasters; get to the bottom of the matter and understand the truth to solve the mysterious hidden dangers.

In the eyes of travelers, Layong is a desolate and shabby town. You can find a dilapidated hut at will and spend one or two dollars to solve the problem of food and lodging.The days of cheap travel are hard, not only hard work, but also anti-theft, anti-fraud, and anti-mosquito bites; even because of accidentally staying in a black shop, you lose money and money.How dangerous!In fact, that's the beauty of in-depth travel for travelers: take on the challenge and be fearless! On April 27th, Christopher said goodbye to me. He said that he would continue to drive south to Dakar, Senegal.I express my high gratitude to him, and thank him for his kind assistance in the past few days, which enabled us to go through the long 3,000-kilometer desert trip and reach my destination, Western Sahara, safely.

On the afternoon when I said goodbye to Christopher, in order to gain a deeper understanding of the life of the Saharawi people, I met several Saharawai people in the shops on the street.That night, I took my luggage and moved to the simple room they rented, drank mint sweet tea, and ate mutton pilaf.During the conversation, I found that simple English is not enough to cope with and express each other's meaning, and I can't speak the popular local French and Arabic, let alone Saharan.Therefore, the most primitive gesticulation has become the best language of expression, and from their gestures, I feel that the Saharawi people are noble, sincere and kind.When they meet, they always hug each other once, murmur words and say some blessings and auspicious words; Minutes long.From this point of view, the Saharawi people seem to be one of the most loyal and united peoples in the world.

Although there is a language barrier, I have made many friends.In order to pay tribute to China and show friendship, a black Saharan made a big salute, then took off his precious headscarf, wrapped it around my head carefully and cautiously, and hugged me from left to right , Both of them murmured words.I don't understand what he said, I said in Chinese: Gong Xi Fa Cai, good luck every year. In the small room, a few big men hugged each other like this, as if they were gay, which made me, an Oriental from Western America, not used to it.So I asked without hesitation: Why don't you find some girls to hug? This is a taboo. Unexpectedly, this is a Muslim society. Unmarried men and women are not allowed to gather together, let alone hug, and it is said that they are not even allowed to walk side by side on the street (this is punishable by imprisonment in Saudi Arabia).They all stared wide-eyed and said no seriously! no! On April 28th, it was another desert-like day (clear sky and bright sunshine all day long).I spent the morning wandering among the white round houses on the edge of the desert near the camel slaughterhouse on the outskirts of Layon.This white round house is very similar to the al-Haimah, the tent where the Saharawi people lived in the desert.At that time, I casually walked into a round room, and there was a young man who was making peppermint sweet tea. When he saw me, he kept saying: please, please! (Please, please!) There is a carpet in the round room, which can sit, lie and sleep, without the need for chairs, tables or beds. While practicing the Saharawi tea ceremony, the young man introduced himself as Arouaili. Anoeri first put the kettle on the charcoal stove to boil water, and at the same time skillfully tore open the fresh and tender green mint leaves, stuffed them one by one into a small teapot, and then smashed the big hard sugar bricks, Put them piece by piece into the teapot.After the water boils, quickly pour it into the teapot, cover it, and let it sit for about two minutes.Then, he quickly poured hot mint sweet tea into three small teacups.After pouring, he quickly poured three small cups of sweet tea back into the teapot one by one.Then pour it into three small cups.After repeating this cycle three times, I saw that the sweet tea in the cup was still boiling hot, but as a guest, I lost my patience and couldn't wait to raise a cup and drink it. Don't look at this small cup of sweet tea, but its taste is mellow and delicious.The taste, sweetness, taste, and throat are all good, and even the stomach feeling in the stomach is good. The peppermint sweet tea of ​​the Sahara people really makes people feel addicted to tea after drinking it; what a wonderful North African tea ceremony it is! After three rounds of tea, and just enjoying the drink, a middle-aged Saharawi man walked into the round room. He was about fifty years old. He has a spirit; he is smart and easy to dress, and he is a tough guy and a straightforward person at a glance.Anoeli said: Folaidma, this is my uncle Mohammad.Mohamed Bardissi, from the Ayn Bin Till desert area on the border between Algeria and Western Sahara. With a slight smile, Baldisi leaned forward to shake hands with me, hugging left and right for a while, muttering something in his mouth, and then said in English: How are you, Nice to meet you (Hello, nice to meet you).His English is good, I am fortunate to have a translator and guide, if he agrees, today can go deep into the desert. Baldisi sat cross-legged and we exchanged pleasantries over tea.It turned out that he engaged in revolution in his early years and opposed Spanish rule. He was imprisoned and tortured by the Spanish government.In 1975, Morocco occupied Western Sahara.After his release, he opposed the rule of Morocco and was held again for several years until the United Nations supervised the place and he was released and returned home.His wife has already left him, but fortunately his son is still here.But he said that his son was a vagabond, and it would be difficult for him to inherit his father's will and make a difference.Speaking of this, Baldisi was full of emotions, worried that if there was no revolution in the future, he didn't know what to do.I comforted him and said, wouldn't it be nice to raise camels in the desert?At the same time, he half-jokingly said to him: With your charming figure and heroic spirit, it is not a problem to marry three more wives! Baldisi smiled, very bitterly, not the kind of easy-going smile.He avoided the subject and said resolutely: "Let's go!"I will accompany you to the desert!The tone was firm and the attitude was straightforward, which made me excited after hearing it.As expected, Baldisi is from the desert, he will go back to the desert after all! After drinking the sweet tea, Baldisi changed into the white Saharawi robe in the house, which is the attire for going through the desert.Of course, in addition to going out to fight, this white robe also plays a protective role in protecting against sun, wind, and sand when walking in the desert. During Baldisi's outfit change, I noticed the bruises on his wrists and ankles.These scars are uneven and shocking!This shows his tragic experience when he was tortured.I just looked at the scar in silence, and it was not easy to ask him how it was caused; this is the engraving of a mighty and unyielding hero! After changing my clothes, Baldisi lent me a set of white robes and a headscarf, and helped me get them ready.Dressed like an oriental Saharan!All I have to do now is follow Baldisi deep into the Sahara. During my journey around the world, I have visited many countries and regions with deserts, among which the Taklamakan in China and the Sahara in Africa impressed me the most. Entering the Taklamakan, in addition to seeing the open and magnificent desert landscape, there are tall and fat Bactrian camels, accompanied by kind and amiable Uyghur fellow villagers. This kind of desert trip is like walking in your own backyard, and you feel at home. .The journey is hard, the spirit is pleasant, and the danger is less. Entering the Sahara, open and magnificent desert landscapes are everywhere.There are a lot of thin dromedary camels there, but the strong Saharawi people are vigorous, kind and amiable.Here, walking for half a day or one day is acceptable, but if it takes ten or eight days, it will be very dangerous.After all, the Sahara is the largest desert in the world! Walking in the Sahara, in addition to danger, has several difficulties: the sand is soft, there are many sand hills, the wind and sand are extremely strong, and the water source is scarce.Generally speaking, those with strong thirst tolerance will not have a big problem without water for a day's trip in the desert.We didn't bring water with us when we set off.A few cups of sweet tea in the morning, according to Baldisi, can last at least two days without drinking water! Baldisi is really cool.Seeing his white robe, walking in the desert, the robe flutters in a gust of wind, majestic and majestic, it reminds me of the heroes in Chinese martial arts novels.In fact, Baldisi is the hero of the desert, alive and well, and he is by my side. After three hours of fast running, several Haimas appeared not far ahead.Baldisi introduced that this is the camp where his sister and brother-in-law herd camels. Soon, we saw more than 100 camels scattered around. When I got into Haima, I found that there were already a dozen men, women and children sitting inside.Anoeri is back to making his signature mint sweet tea.On the other side of the tent, a plate of steamed rice with camel meat, a Sahara desert meal, has been set up.When I was eating, I found that it was very similar to Xinjiang pilaf. All pilafs are kneaded into rice balls with the right hand and put into the mouth. After dinner, Baldisi accompanied me for a walk among the camels and listened to him tell stories about the Sahara.I asked him how men and women in the desert fell in love, and he told his own love story without hesitation. It was 1970, and Baldisi was twenty-two years old, a dashing and intelligent young man.In the desert society at that time, the rich and the poor were still determined by the number of camels herded at home.There are only three camels in his family, but the girl he likes has 500 camels in her family.The family is wrong, there is really no way for him to pursue her, let alone propose a marriage matchmaker.Saharawai people are very loyal, and when friends are in trouble, they should help each other.So he tried his best to find a friend who had more than 100 camels at home for help. He agreed with this friend who was willing to help him, and the two made an appointment with Haima, who went to the girl's house together, for a blind date.His friend is the protagonist, on a fake blind date, while he is a supporting role, but on a real blind date.Later, when a friend asked the girl Yuexia to have a heart-to-heart talk, he ran away and he replaced Zhenqi.In this way, he chatted with the girl and had such a hot time that the raw rice was about to be cooked.It wasn't until the parents of both parties formally proposed marriage and chose a date to get married that they found out that the girl wanted him, not his friend.Considering the face of the girl, the father reluctantly gave him 100 camels.Baldisi laughed out loud when he said this.I also applaud, the story is so wonderful.I couldn't wait to ask him: What happened next?Excuse me, Brother Ba, did you marry her? Baldisi lost his smile and replied casually: No, before I had time to marry her, I went away because of the revolution. I couldn't help scolding him, you idiot!But after thinking about it, I felt that he might be right, because he is a hero of the Sahara Desert and a national hero.As a hero, you have to sacrifice your children's personal relationship, which is the same in ancient and modern China and abroad.I had no choice but to comfort Baldisi in this way.The sand dunes in the desert are high, and it feels like the sun is setting at this time.We stood at the top of a sand dune and watched the camels scattered across the desert.I knew what Baldisi was thinking, patted him on the shoulder, and said to him: Count, there are at least 300 camels here.Brother Ba, you don't have to ask your friends for help! Baldisi looked at me, too excited to speak, only I could understand his state of mind at this moment.People will continue to perform wonderful stories while they are alive, why are they afraid that the sunset will appear early?Tomorrow will be another fine desert day! Back in Al Khaimah, a candlelight dinner is being prepared in the tent.More than a dozen people gathered around the two candles, and after a while, a pot of camel meat steamed rice, a pot of fresh goat milk, and a small pot of water were brought.When dinner was served, the ladies and girls retreated to eat in another tent, which was full of men and boys.Except for me, everyone stretched their right hand into the small pitcher to wash, and then sat down with their right hand to make rice balls and put them in their mouths. This is how they grew up eating.When drinking goat milk, everyone does not use cups. Everyone takes a sip or two from the milk pot and takes turns to drink.I think this kind of eating habits is too unhygienic, which is probably one of the reasons for the mysterious hidden danger here! I asked Baldisi about the traditional marriage age for girls in the Sahara and how women cleanse their bodies and bathe.He replied that he had to ask about families with more women; he had a friend and his wife who had five daughters and three sons, and the five daughters were twenty, seventeen, fourteen, ten and eight years old. Get answers.However, they live deep in the desert, so they have to walk faster, and they can reach it from dawn to dark. The candles were extinguished, and Baldisi whispered to me: People in the desert have no electricity, no place to go, no entertainment, and they fall asleep early at night.There is only one thing to do so every family has a lot of kids. On April 29th, I woke up at five o'clock in the morning.Stepping out of the tent, the fresh air in the desert rushes towards you.At this time, you can also enjoy the starry sky in the dark night of the desert.The stars in the middle of the Sahara night space are particularly bright, because there is no pollution here, just like the Antarctic night sky, pure, transparent and spotless. The eastern sky gradually brightened.The dark red in the blue sky is the reflection of the Sahara Desert before dawn, a supernatural phenomenon only found in super deserts.Observing quietly here, you can experience a feeling of harmony between man and nature, which lasts until dawn.I finally came back to reality.As usual, a new busy day has begun. After breakfast, we set out on the road immediately, and we had to reach the deep desert Al Khaimah with five daughters before dark.Baldisi walks like flying, he is a master of walking in the desert, I am not to be outdone, I am a master of walking in the mountains. After five hours of running, we climbed a sand dune.Baldisi observed it for a while, shook his head, then nodded, and said confidently: This is right here, I was here two months ago, there was no such sand dune at that time, it must have been brought here by a desert tornado. Hearing what he said, I couldn't help but look down at the sand dune under my feet. It took me ten minutes to climb to the top of the hill just now.The sand dunes flew from other places out of thin air to settle here, which shows that the tornado is powerful.In 1991, I was in the Taklimakan Desert and witnessed a tornado blowing a sand dune into the sky. The black mass hovered not far in front of me, and soon it gradually fell to the ground, forming a new sand dune.If it fell just over the head of the person, the person must have been buried alive in the sand dunes.This is really a natural disaster in the desert that can be encountered but not sought, so it is best not to encounter it! While I was observing and recalling, Baldisi suddenly shouted: Look!look!Following the direction he pointed, about a few kilometers away, a cloud of flying sand dragged its long tail and moved towards the southeast. Fortunately, we were in the northeast direction at the time.And the way it flies in broad daylight will give people the illusion that it is a flying saucer landed in the desert by aliens.Sure enough, it disappeared after a few minutes, and a new dune appeared on the spot.Baldisi said he had seen the sight more than a dozen times, adding that the chances of a tornado's sand dunes falling right on top of a person's head were slim to none. After watching this spectacle in the desert and eating a few pieces of camel meat, we continued on our way.I think that even in the face of a desert storm, the experienced Baldisi will take the first step and save the day. I have full confidence in this desert hero! Desert storms tend to appear closer to evening.Due to the air convection phenomenon caused by the alternation of hot and cold in the desert climate, the strong wind blowing along the terrain fills the space with sand and fog, and the sky is dark. Those who are inexperienced can easily lose their way and go astray.So the only smart thing to do is to hurry up and get to the Al Khaimah we're going to as soon as possible. At four o'clock in the afternoon, when we were about to reach the destination, gusts of wind blew up on the road ahead of us, and flying sand filled most of the space. Fortunately, the direction of Haima had been grasped.It was two hours before sunset and dark, and Baldisi, indifferent to the storm ahead, told me to sit and wait, saying that it would die down in at most an hour. At 5 o'clock in the afternoon, when it was still bright, we arrived at this Al-Khaima group where hundreds of people lived scattered.Baldisi's old friend, the authentic black African family nicknamed Heitan, came out to greet him.They hugged me left and right, holding me breathless, and I took advantage of the momentum to hug Heitan's twenty-year-old daughter.She is tall, fairly handsome, and looks like a supermodel.Later, her mother intentionally gave her to me and asked me to take her to New York. I thought she was too dark, so I didn't dare to take her, but now I regret it. After entering the tent, I sat down to rest for a while, drank a few cups of sweet tea, and then had a delicious meal of camel meat.Light a candle, and in the dim light, carefully look at Heitan's 20-year desert achievements, five daughters, and three sons.The 20-year-old eldest daughter has already been educated and is not yet married.The second daughter is seventeen years old, the third daughter is fourteen years old, the fourth daughter is ten years old, and the fifth daughter is eight years old. All of them have big eyes and dark skin. What is the traditional age for intermarriage among Saharawi women?Can your ten-year-old daughter marry and have children? My question is through Baldisi's translator, Mrs. Heitan.She was twenty-eight, married at eighteen, and she replied: Girls cannot marry until they are fifteen years old.If you are ten years old, you are not yet mature enough to marry and have children.Look at my twenty-year-old and seventeen-year-old daughters are not married yet!Mr. Ma, if you like them, you can take them away, and it is best to bring them to the United States! Thank you Baldisi for your wonderful translation.May I ask if she said the last two sentences, or you?Take two at a time, they are people; if they are not goods, you have to ask them if they are willing! Baldisi laughed, heartily this time.He said that of course it was Mrs. Heitan who said that she even hoped that I would take all three of my daughters away from here. The United States is the place they all want to go in their dreams.It is true that the United States is also a world where blacks make their way: supermodels, singers, players, athletes, movie stars, etc., as long as they have real talents, hard work, and hard work, blacks can still stand out, become famous, and enjoy wealth and glory.Looking back at this natural and beautiful, but desolate and backward Sahara Desert, it is not the place where urbanites dream of coming, but the people here desperately want to go to the city; the world on this earth really needs balance Once you want to come, you can come, and you can leave, so that everyone can shout: I can appear in any corner of the earth at any time!Isn't that great! April 30th.I was on my way yesterday, I walked frantically in the desert all day, I went to bed early and woke up late, I really slept deep in the desert this night.Al Khaimah is empty, everyone, old and young, has gone out to work.After careful inspection, it was discovered that the tent was big enough to sleep fifty people side by side.The top of the tent is pieced together with colorful printed fabrics. After being exposed to strong sunlight, you can see pieces of bright, beautiful and African artistic patterns in the tent.I temporarily locked myself in the tent, savoring the shock brought to me by the deep desert of Al-Khaimah.It is modern yet raw, artificial yet natural.Most people in the depths of the desert are pure and kind, loyal to their duties, and they also have dreams, not just adding a few camels.I took a closer look at the patchwork pattern, and found that their innocence and dreams are all inside; it seems that only people like us who come from another world can observe the details and see the truth. At nine o'clock in the morning, Baldisi rushed in and pulled me out.Come!Frederick, I want to show you the scene of 500 camels!He walked while talking, and led me to cross the sand dunes, pass through several haimas, and climb a 100-meter-high sand dune.It suddenly became clear that there were countless camels scattered densely in the endless desert.I exclaimed: It's not just 500 heads!There are thousands of heads. Of course, for several families, every camel was numbered. Hey, Brother Ba, do you like girls from families with more than 500 camels?I asked him half-jokingly. Don't joke, I'm almost fifty years old Age is not a problem, I am nearly half a hundred years old, Mrs. Heitan wants to betroth her 20-year-old or even 17-year-old daughter to me, what can I say!Although what I said is reasonable, in reality, I am a Chinese-American from the United States after all. All right!I'm not arguing with you, I'm going to try to find someone I like.Now it's not about the number of camels, it's about the number of banknotes. ha!Sahara has progressed.In addition to camels and banknotes, I'm afraid it depends on whether you have the ability and whether you have enough weight! When I returned to Haima in Heitan, I was surprised to find that Anoeli had arrived here without anyone noticing, and was concentrating on cooking his specialty mint sweet tea.I asked him: Brother, are you here by plane? What plane, he came here overnight last night, he comes here often, even with his eyes closed, the power of love!Baldisi replied that he knew this nephew best, as if he knew he would come. ah!I see.Is it twenty years old, or seventeen years old, it can't be that ten-year-old little beauty!I secretly screamed in my heart, but luckily I didn’t agree to Mrs. Heitan’s kindness last night, otherwise, wouldn’t it make Anoeli hate me for the rest of my life, and maybe even fight me, he would sacrifice everything for the one he loves , including life.I wonder if people in the desert are like this? He loves both.See which one is right and can be negotiated, and decide which one.Free love is also popular in the desert now. Anoeri knew we were talking about him and smiled sheepishly.At this moment, the power of love made him work harder to make sweet tea, and the sweetness of strong savory mint filled the whole space of Haima.The bright sunshine outside the tent, shining bright, soft and peaceful, suddenly made me feel that this is the paradise world of the Sahara? After lunch, everyone gathered together, Baldisi, Anoeri, and Heitan's family of ten, drinking tea while listening to me tell stories about my travels around the world.Baldisi tried his best to translate it for them, especially when it came to China in the far east, the story of the dragon, the story of the Yellow Emperor, and the story of five thousand years, all of them stared and opened their mouths, wishing to fly away immediately have a look. Well, my story is over, now, I want to hear your story.Mrs. Heitan, let me see your palmistry, okay?I started making excuses to get to know them. After Baldisi finished translating, he looked at Heitan, then at his wife, and the two stretched out their hands at the same time. daughter.I said good things to each of them, which made their whole family happy and full of joy. Listen, you are all short of water, your name is short of water, and your body is also short of water. If you have the conditions to take a bath every day, you will not be short of water. no!We only have enough water here to sustain life.The water used to wash hands is also used to wash rice, wash clothes, and finally wash buttocks, and use it to feed sheep and camels.How can I take a bath if I don't even want to wash my face? Mrs. Heitan lamented the bitter experience of water, and I took advantage of the momentum and asked her straightforwardly: How often do you and your daughters take a bath? ah!Not necessarily.I go to the city every three to five months, and sometimes I go to the city to take a bath in half a year.actually She wanted to say that it wasn't that dirty.As you know when you come to the desert, the desert area is extremely dry and there is no reason to sweat.There is no pollution in the desert area, and the air is extremely clean. You see, the sand is clean.To be honest, the oil fumes and dust in the city are the root of the filth. What is dirty in the desert? Baldisi was quite right, he had spoken about bathing in his sister's Al Khaimah, and not taking it for months was nothing.Back then, I traveled in the Taklamakan Desert in Xinjiang for three months. I was exposed to wind and sand every day, and I didn’t feel dirty without taking a shower. May I ask if you don't take a bath for a year or more, will your women's skin have a thick layer of dirt?I used two fingers to describe the thickness while talking.This is an impossible exaggeration, and I have carefully observed their exposed skin when reading palms, and found that there is nothing unusual about not taking a bath for several months or even half a year. Of course there is no dirt, because there is no factor that produces dirt. Partial dirt, such as women's menstruation and intercourse between men and women, can often be washed with hand-washing water.Baldisi added, emphasizing that Saharan women deep in the desert are not so dirty if they don't take a bath for a long time. At this time, a well-dressed Saharawi man who seemed to be quite educated came in.Baldisi introduced that he was a nearby neighbor, a rich man in the desert who owns 500 camels, and also an elder in the Xisar area. After talking about the bathing, I asked the visiting desert elders about a strange custom that I heard: Is it true that the Saharawi people use sea water to wash their stomachs? ah!I don't understand what you mean, please speak clearly. So I explained it in detail again, and even took out a pen and paper to draw a sketch to describe it, and he finally understood. ah!This is a legendary story in ancient times, and it is also a cruel punishment.The king's concubine took away the diamonds and emeralds and eloped with her lover. When they were caught, they had already swallowed the diamonds and emeralds.Therefore, the king ordered the two men to wash out everything in their stomachs with seawater enemas. The process was cruel and inhumane.Where did you hear that?Such colon cleansing is obviously absurd! Oh, I forgot where I heard it, it's not important, maybe it's just one of the thousands of stories in the Sahara! On May 1st, Baldisi and I walked in the desert for a day and returned to his home in Al Khaimah. On May 2nd, Baldisi and I walked for three hours in the desert and returned to Layon's white round house.我向他珍重道別，感謝他不辭辛勞，陪我走進撒哈拉，認識撒哈拉，獲得撒哈拉的故事。甚至，我們都成了撒哈拉故事中的主角。我會珍惜這段難忘的歷程，引以為憾的是我沒能帶走黑炭夫人的女兒。 五月三日，我在拉雍的一個咖啡館整理資料，遇見聯合國維和部隊的韓籍軍醫，他給了我一個信息：西撒的和平，或許就在明天，或許遙遙無期。沙漠的故事必須暫告一個段落！ 五月四日，我離開拉雍，搭機飛往加納利島。