a ten day break and a twenty page paper, hot damn

i have about 20 minutes until my bus comes. lets pick up where we left off, shall we?
the weekend before thanksgiving i went out to the black and white desert. i was actually in charge of this trip, which was sort of annoying since i had thus far gone the entire semester without planning anything myself, but i got jeeps and guides and stuff and we had eight people who wanted to go and all was well, but then like 3 days before we were to leave, half of our group dropped out and i was left with three people to fill two jeeps... not at all financially viable. but then i went to chelsea's house (this was the day of my date with the subway guy, if you recall) and i was talking with mitch, one of her flatmates, and he was going to the desert that same weekend, so i latched my three on to his group, which was convenient because about half of his people bailed as well. we ended up having seven, but it was a really fun group. introduce mitch, wolf (yes, thats his real name), kasey, chelsea (a different one). lauren and trish, the two who were originally in my group, you already know, i think.
so the seven of us got on the microbus with mahmoud on thursday night and drove until like 4 in the morning when we arrived in bahariya; we crashed in a random hotel that i genuinely thought might be a monastery, and then in the morning we hopped in jeeps and went into the desert.
it was not at all the same as the desert trip in siwa; there was no dune surfing because there were not really any dunes because the desert was mostly rock. the black desert is covered with volcanic ash (so its black), and the white desert is covered with crystal (so its white, eh?); we did do some barefoot rock climbing, though, which was excellent. and we saw lots of fun formations, including random mountains that crumbled like chalk when we climbed them; mushroom-looking towers of stone; and a field of tiny broken rock crystal things that looked sort of like flowers.
we spent the night in the white desert; the evening mostly consisted of sitting around the campfire doing various things, but it also included a pretty good chicken dinner. i gave vegetarianism a break that night because we had seen the chickens alive that morning, so i figured they werent horribly mistreated and factory farmed. i didnt like it all that much, though, so there isnt much temptation to backtrack.
anyhoo, the things i did around the fire (im doing this in bullets because i have to catch the bus soon):
-drank gin (others drank wine but i dont like it so whatevs)
-smoked sheesha when another random bedouin guide showed up with one
-listened to mahmoud play bedouin flutes and the other guy play drums
-danced (slightly drunk and buzzed from the sheesha)
-gave massages to everyone who asked, including a random german girl who was part of the sheesha man's group
-wandered off and peed in the freezing desert
-burned my feet on coals that somehow got buried in the sand
-cuddled (after the fire died) because it was super cold
and then it was bedtime; the other four went to sleep pretty quickly, but lauren and trish and i stayed up and looked at the stars and talked, and i in general bugged them and kept them awake until all hours, and at one point in time kasey woke up and i proceeded to laugh harder than i have ever laughed in recent memory. the guy has this ridiculous southern accent (he is from knoxville, go figure), and... well, there isnt really a good way to explain this without examples and i cant remember any, but he is hilarious. the fact that it was three in the morning might have had something to do with it as well.
and the next day we went home and you will have to get the next chapter whenever i get a chance because my bus is coming.