After I was expelled from Israel, without issues until BANG!, I had to flee in the short period they allotted. I could only buy a ticket to Cairo on a autobus, get my few FRNS out the bank Leume and haul ass. I had already established moooooofluencing contacts with various groups such as the Druze and the Bedouin. After some adventures, I arrived at
Na'ama Bay the reef area was called Turtle Beach. If you click on the name you will see what it did not look like at the time. There is a map. I was just below the Multi National Force and Observer (MFO) base, occupied on rotation at the time by the 101st Choking Chickens.
I encountered some Bedouin and presented my credentials. Eventually a older (30?) Bedouin man contacted me and we slowly established a relationship, typically he would pick me up in a Chevy Luv pickup from during the Israeli occupation, no papers, so could only drive in the desert or to the MFO checkpoints in either direction. He could not pass through the checkpoints because no papers.
We would head out in the desert, make a little fire in the middle of nowhere, make tea or coffee in the Bedouin way, and usually have something like boiled chicken, rice and pita. During these long visits or excursions we talked about everything under the sun. There were always other male Bedouin, usually younger, maybe 15 as a low age. The other Bedouin varied, only one young guy was mostly always there. I shared Israeli cigarettes and or whatever I had or brought to be shared. No alcohol ever. I only met a couple of females and it was barely an introduction and that was that. Never did I ask to or was offered to go to their camp or village. The women would drink tea with a sugar cube between their teeth, women with pretty faces, quite young, would smile and the four front top and bottom teeth were rotten. Older women were progressively worse.
After a time, I guess after I "checked out", the conversations became more "trusting". I developed the relationships. Eventually we reached an agreement and some business transpired. We continued to meet once a week or so, but the business part ended as it was no longer needed. I used this business to pay for day to day along with another cash stream I had established. Moofluencing writ large.
I looked up the base above the place I was, I didn't know it by any name than the Army base or MFO base. Seems they call it South Camp.
https://mfo.org/south-camp.
I never went up there, I had my DD-214 and my Disneyland passport, but I had no interest. Soldiers did come down and attempt to establish relationships with European females. I mooofluenced the occasional Joe that came down, mostly they were restricted to base but some lower ranks would sneak out, as Joe tends to do. Some got busted. I moofluenced quite a few and have many stories about that.
I moofluenced so many in Sinai that a Finnish woman decades later reported to me that I was famous in Cyprus at the time, where I have never been, due to my mooofluencing activities in the Sinai. She also confessed she was always a bit "afraid of me". I used to be raped by her traveling companion / childhood friend, also a girl from Finland, when I was in Galilee near Tiberius. That is just another mooooooofluencing story. Historians will in future refer to this time as the moooofluencing great expansion.