I twice had the opportunity to "dine" with Bedouins (different I know, but hardcore never the less). I first attended a Bedouin court (where my friend, an Egyptian Colonel, told me to just be myself.....i.e shut up and smile), all the elders were there, the subject was a man caught steeling fish from the Colonel's fish farm. After the leading of the prayer and much deliberation, the man was told to work, for free for a period of one year, on the colonels fish farm. In addition, because his family was destitute, he was allowed to take a kilo of fish home, each day.
The other experience I had with Bedouins was when I was invited by a Belgium water drilling engineer to a "party". He was responsible for drilling new water wells in the driest parts of Egypt, this one was way the hell out in the middle of the Sinai, and from what I understand, about as close to civilization as this tribe got. This was a "real" party....I brought Vodka and he brought Belgium beer, and lots of it. After a huge dinner (no alcohol) we were invited to a more "private" location, the alcohol (ours) flowed, the dancing girls (right out of Ben Hur) came out and we proceeded to get blasted. My Belgium friend ended up with a dancers face veil, made out of coins...very, very old coins (he was the guest of honor) and some how I went home with one of the lesser sheiks kafia and head gear. I respect those people immensely.
Sounds wonderful like a national geographic special , but theres only one problem...they want to kill us.