In October of last year, so cold, rainy day, the weekend with temperatures plummeting temperatures only last night in Tunisia, 11 degrees. Winter is cold, the arrival in advance. Previously is not love eat pomegranates, trouble, peeling of eating after one by one, would also like to throw away the seed. Tunisia's soft child pomegranate is and my appetite. Looks like all of Pomegranate overnight to red. The rainy weather is worrying, pomegranate season is just that, Sun bathing days haven't enjoyed enough, blink time freeze of bone pain in the joints. This weather reminds me of the OASIS, I had just left of the OASIS. A year ago, I first set foot on the magical land. Southern ground dry crack look so startling, but not far away there are big dates ' tree. In the morning, sitting in a carriage around dates to the Woods, is the most comfortable thing. You can see how picking the fruit growers, and you can see the farmers boy in performing acrobatics dates ' tree. It is said that one of my dates ' tree can have 100 years of age, the amazing! I like watching dates Woods trickle, upheavals of plant aroma, sprinkled through the dates to the leaves of the sunlight under the simple and the Sahrawi gateway Amazigh is here. Was in the "11" period, once again, I believe that with mission South, we spent two nights in the OASIS, a lingering aftertaste. Arrival at desert Portal Vaduz is the day, the group leaves's birthday. In fact, I was in accordance with the internal time. In the Sahara desert on their way back to the hotel, I looked at his watch, has been midnight, the leaves of birthday, I picked up a microphone, first as the leaves to wish. That night, we at the hotel courtyard for dates to the woods as the leaves had a simple little party. Scores of tall trees surround the small dates ' yard, Sahrawi gateway people tent bar, style, and all my friends around a table for 威 people sat on the ground, the Sahara and the sweet-smelling pine nuts on tea, dot on a bag of Hookah, unique music plays in the Sahara, central courtyard, the enthusiasm of the Saharan people danced his way national unique dance. An enthusiastic Uncle picked ripe dates in the yard, his hands to our presence. Every detail, I was touched. May be in the music and the air of hookah flavors of the infection, I do not know where the guts, learn to Uncle to pick dates, happy hop, skip, I pick the dates of the passenger sitting next to the ... ... Vaduz, Tozeur, that was my most beloved place, hope you can go to quickly.
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