checked in at the simple little reception desk...
...and moved into our rooms, which opened out onto private terraces and gardens and our own swimming pool. beyond the pool you looked across the dead sea to the hills of palestine. it's a fabulous place!
went down to the beach to see if the water really is as buoyant as they say....it is. it's a 25% saline solution, soft, silky and warm, and holds you up without any effort on your part - you just float, a very strange sensation, especially when your legs and feet rise and pop out of the water. you have to do a sort of dog paddle standing up to stop your legs flipping you up and over.
rory was back in a giant sand pit again so was completely happy.
some people were having gooey black dead sea mud smeared all over them and then stood around, legs akimbo, or strolled up the beach, waiting for the miracle cure.
we decided not to bother and went back for a swim in our pool while the sun set over the sea.
rory kept babar entertained
and we all had a wonderful time!
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