Арабы и арабские скакуны отеля AL Mas Palace 5* Arabs and Arabian horses of the hotel AL Mas Palace 5*

In the two previous parts, I described the hotel and everything related to hotel life, I posted 2 photos, one with a view from our room, the other with a view of the hotel's beach, which in our time was just empty and hotel life was not impressive, now not much about outside hotel life, which of course every vacationer has, although at least it should be, because not all vacations should consist only of SPA and FRA.
On the territory of ALMAZ there is a pleasure stable, of course, you can’t call it a stable, 7-8 horses are brought there in the morning for a paid ride for vacationers and taken away in the evening. Every day, Arabian horses stand in saddles there, gnawing at the bit and waiting for those who want to ride, but there are practically none. (wishers).
At the age of 15 I was engaged in horse riding and this stable attracted me, coming up I saw 4 Arab boys of 13 years old who froze in anticipation of my desire to ride horses, I said to them *Hello mafia*, I don’t know if they understood me or not, but proudly they looked at each other smiling, shaking hands with each, which added to their pride (usually older Arabs, except for slaps and raised tones, consider communication with the younger ones finished). Having asked the prices, and they are as follows - 1 hour at the hotel $ 25, with a trip to the desert 1 hour - $ 50. All this was told in broken Russian, but understandable, I wished to go to the desert, the boys said that they would go to the desert only after 17 hours, since it is hot there now. Now the owner should come and you can pay him or at the reception, but for now they began to show the horses, offering to feed these snoring and obviously stagnant horses from the hands.

After 5 minutes, the owner drove up in a Japanese MAZDA, a fat man, we greeted each other in Arabic, having paid $ 50 in his hands, he gave me a check and showed me the clock at 17-00.
Arriving at 17-00, a horse chosen by my new Arab escort to the desert, 26 years old, was already waiting for me, black as pitch and with the expression of a desert Bedouin, asking me if I rode horses, and having received an affirmative answer, I was satisfied. Asking my name, he introduced himself as MIKI-MOUSE, when he saw my surprised face, he laughed and I realized it was a joke, but since I didn’t care what his name was, we ended our acquaintance on this.
Jumping into the saddle with him, I realized that I didn’t seem to ride for a long time, the horse was spinning, shaking his head, MICKEY-MOUSE kept asking if it was normal or not, we left the city part, passed the ALFA LEYLA hotel, and here the real desert began.
Seeing such a spaciousness, the horses cheered up, MAUZ all the time chatted something badly in Russian, showing with his hand that now he had to gallop quickly and having received consent, he pulled the first one after him, it was class! After making sure that I was moving freely to a fast ride, he again and again rushed forward, apparently wanting to let me know that I was far from him in this jump. Taking off my real cowboy hat, which was once brought to me by a friend from the USA, which just flew off my head from the race, and gave it to MAUZA to hold it, we rushed again. Taking a step, MAUZ pointed to the farthest, highest dune, at the top stood a black horse surrounded by figures of people, the horse, looking in our direction, neighed loudly, our horses answered with a neigh and got nervous, MAUZ said that this was his friend on the dune, and we rushed on the dune, the horses got stuck in the sand but with incredible abilities did not slow down, damn it, I almost flew out of the saddle!

On the dune there were 2 more camels, which * lay * in beautiful carpet capes, on one sat clearly a European woman of 23 years old with a filthy Arab girl of 3 years old, the second, also a European woman of 23 years old, took pictures of them. Say hello for decency looking in their direction - zero emotions! Even our eyes have not crossed with any for all the time! The laws here are TIN, I thought. From their speech among themselves, I understood that they were Germans, I tried to use German speech in a conversation with MAUS, they didn’t even turn around! Tin! An Arab, the owner of this black horse, came up in national clothes, looked at me with interest, as if he was going to buy, smiled at me and the bitch says instead of hello ** Oh, RUSSIAN BALALAYKA! ** (I think PADLA, I noticed how I stared at his German women). Without giving a look of insult, I said, pointing at myself *NOT A CAMEL HERE, MOSKOV!
* This bastard twisted her face, but then MAUZ intervened, pointing to a distant dune, the Arab jumped on his beautiful horse and galloped down somewhere, we were left alone with the Europeans. MAUZ suggested that I take pictures against the background of the sunset, it turned out well, it began to get dark quickly. Suddenly, our horses neighed, three horsemen in one rushed towards us from a neighboring dune, raising a pile of dust, I recognized our Arab, his white national dress developed from the race and this gave him an incredible charm, next to him carrying an Arab on a black horse in European clothes, but , what struck me was that this whole race was also led by a European woman with white hair on a black horse, which simply spread from the race along her back, she held a black scarf in her hands, occasionally looking back at the Arabs catching up with her, they just flew up to our dune bringing with it a pile of dust and the smell of horse sweat!
Jumping off his horse, the new Arab greeted me in Arabic, I answered, he went to two German women saying something cheerfully to them. His companion also turned out to be a 23-year-old European woman, slender, tall, with white hair, she didn’t even look in my direction, taking her beautiful black horse by the bridle, she went to the German women and greeted them. The Arab, whom we first met with the Germans, came up to me and unceremoniously asked how much $ I want for my cowboy hat, when I saw his small head, I realized that it was big for him and said that it would be a free present from me if it suits him size, he measured - big! Then, seeing such a thing, a new Arab ran up and offered him a present. Seeing his also small head, I gave him a try, it turned out she was great for him! Then my MAUS could not stand it, shouting that he would also measure! She approached him.
Taking my hat from MAUZ, I showed the label on the hat *USA-CALIFORNIA* to them all and solemnly handed it to MAUZ. MAUZ cheered up, the first Arab offered $ MAUZ, he still could not calm down, the second arb began to shout merrily, pointing at MAUZ, Zoro! Zoro! It began to get dark, all the Arabs moved from the dune, seating the German women on camels, the newly arrived Arab with a tall girl galloped in the other direction, shouting something to MAUZA.

MAUZ and I moved towards the hotel every now and then, periodically setting off our horses at full speed, MAUZ was clearly testing me, my back was clearly not for such long races, but I, like him, also threw the horse into a gallop, specially crossing each other’s road, shouting like him * ALLAH AKBAR *! Taking a step, he again said something, obviously annoying me with this about baksheesh, about a salary of $ 100 and so on. Planes, military MIRAGES (old French) flew overhead at intervals, so that he could not be heard at all what he was saying there.
I nodded my head pretending to listen to him. He drove up to me and pointed to my gold chain and the ruby ​ ​ on his finger and asked *Who are you ARBET? *, here military planes flew overhead again, you couldn’t hear a damn thing, what else he was saying there, I pointed to the retiring planes and said to myself * MILITARY PILOT *. He made a meaningful face, showing his respect for me, then again pointed at the ruby ​ ​ and said *PILOT NO? * I said yes * I'm not just a pilot, I'm a RUSSIA pilot! *. He and I looked at each other seriously, but after a second we burst out laughing, pointing fingers at each other! Having laughed heartily, MAUZ declared that he also wants to * Russian army *, yes, I thought, you would have died there in a year!
We began to drive up to the ALFA LEILA hotel, it was already just dark, the hotel is very beautiful in oriental style, the first hotel from the side of the desert, the farthest from the sea, suddenly our horses neighed, in the dark they distinguished the figures of horses and our new acquaintances who are here obviously waiting. The Arab started shouting to Mauz Zoro again! Zoro! Bringing laughter to our company. After talking among themselves, they jumped on their horses and disappeared into the darkness, I thought about this tall beautiful girl, what is keeping her here and what is her nationality? . Moving from the ALFA LEILA hotel, we came across vacationers going to the hotel, MAUZ, sitting on a horse, obviously offended everyone with words, asking how things were going on and on. He obviously tried to draw the attention of passers-by to his appearance in a cowboy hat and that a white man, his friend, was riding next to him. Passing cars honked at him, he waved them back.
Arriving at our GOLDEN hotel, I got off my horse and began to say goodbye to MAUZ, he again began to weave something about baksheesh, I realized what he wanted, climbed for $ thinking how much to give him so that it would be normal, took out $ 10, he waved his hands refusing, I really didn’t think much * This is a lot, I won’t take it * Mauz suddenly said, putting $ 10 in his hand, I said goodbye to him and we parted satisfied with each other. His back and legs visibly buzzed meeting him on the beach (he leads a camel at the ALMAZ hotel) we greeted each other, he invited me on a trip again, I sometimes took him drinks at the beach bar, he drank, throwing a glass where he stood, always greeted loudly , showing all the vacationers that he has a white friend, I answered him loudly in Arabic and this gave us pleasure in communication. And in the cowboy hat that I gave him, I never saw him again after the ride on horseback, probably pushed his hat back for $.


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