At the end of February, I went on an overnight camping trip to some unknown coordinates in the middle of the desert with a group of about 40 people. We met up in town, and drove our SUVs and 4x4s out of the city to the open desert. When we reached the point at which we intended to drive off the road, through the sand, and to our "to be determined" camping locale, we stopped to let the air out of our tires (which increases the surface area) and then went Wadi BASHING! (Wadi is the Bedouin word for "dune."
After driving around the desert for a bit, we settled on a camp site and got out of our vehicles. At which time I promptly belted "Nants ingonyama bagithi baba!!" (That's the beginning to the Circle of Life in case you were wondering.) I realize we weren't in Africa, but being in the desert with the funny shaped trees made it feel appropriate.
Once we had camp set up, we spent some more time Wadi Bashing until it got dark. After dark it was cool enough to have a fire going, and eat, and be comfortable. We had some musicians with us who played guitar and sang while others of us were drumming. We made a pretty cool sound and had a good time chatting and enjoying each others company.
While we didn't see any lions, as the song says, we did encounter some wandering camels and goats that stopped by for a bite to eat.
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