Veiling in the Desert

I was a little nervous about dancing in front of the Bedouin musicians. Although I had been itching to get up and dance all evening, a fear of causing offense or of behaving inappropriately in some way had stopped me from asking. Finally though, it was too much and at the first hint that they were happy to play for me, I leapt up and flung my scarf around my hips. Internally at least…in reality, I slowly rose to my feet with slightly shaky legs and took as long as possible to tie my scarf whilst I tried to remind my body to breathe and dealt with the fact that all of a sudden I could only remember 2 moves.