Wolves, Wild Dogs, and Criminals

We left our lovely beach spot (after being eaten alive by mozzies) to do the final push to Cairo. It was a long drive though so we had to bush camp halfway through.

We drove and drove and finally found a lovely spot by the sea. We got out of the truck, took a wander, relaxed...







and- oh, what was that Mr. Soldier-with-a-gun? You want us to move on? Okay then...

We were told by the two soldiers that patrolled to where we first stopped that we weren't allowed there.



So off we went and found a spot not by the sea but in the middle of flat desert ground. We cooked, had dinner, and oh look there are a line of soldiers coming out of the darkness.

And they want us to move. For our safety, of course. The reason? Wolves, wild dogs and criminals might find us here.




Last (kinda) bush camp

Yes, we have to move again. But the soldiers are going to show us to a new, safe place.

So we packed up and they lead us to another spot. 5 minutes down the road. Obviously the wolves, wild dogs and criminals won't get us here.


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