We dined in an Indian restaurant inside the resort then took desert in an Egyptian restaurant across the hall where a male dancer was spinning around his body producing amazing patterns and shapes. He looked like a gyroscope and he continued spinning for over half an hour. Fortunately he didn’t spew or we would have all been sprayed, but some of the audience got giddy just watching him.

His act was followed by a stunning belly dancer. She obviously picked us for conservatives, because she went to a lot of trouble to get my attention. When she noticed Debbie’s consternation she did a little dance in front of her and called her “Simba.”(whatever that means?). It was a great night that we shared with a lovely couple from Mona Vale in Sydney.