The 10th of Dhul-Hijjah

The 10th was a crazy day. After walking from Muzdalifah back to Mina, we fell asleep. We woke up soon after to perform the first stoning of jamaraat. Rami is crazy; stones flying from everywhere. I lost my money belt (stolen?) and one slipper fell apart. I walked barefoot half the way back to the camp. Though I was exhausted, I insisted that we do tawaaf ifaada and say'i that same day. It was crowded and difficult, and the taxi drivers charged us 40 riyaals each way.