i adore them, they are soooo beautiful, i can sit and watch them all day and sit under a palm tree and read a good book (of course with a tirmis of shahee (tea).
there something about palm trees that makes them so magnificent, i gotta say they are the kings of tree it even has a crown, the trunk ends in a crown of long, graceful, shining, pinnate leaves.
i tried climbing one, to be honest i thought it would be easy, instead i ended up getting a massive scratch all the way up my arm as well as palm tree burn on my leg due to rubbing against it when i fell, but did i stop there? noooooooo
don't even bother trying to shake a palm tree, its not even worth the try, those things are powerful and rigid and if you feel that you are able to shake even 1 date off it, no way, those trees don't give up their babies easily. i threw a rock at one thinking maybe i can dislodge a pile of dates, instead the rock dislodged a pile of brain cells as it landed ontop of me, story of my life people :0)
could you imagine Britain with palm trees? walking the streets of Manchester with palm trees on both sides of the road lol.
and dont you just love those dates, as a kid i hated dates, i didnt understand the fascination that people had when it came to dates, to me it looked like some sort of worm or an insect with no legs, and what used to put me off even more was the fact that when you opened the dates your left with teh surprise of finding nasty little bugs inside, my dad would always eat the date whole and i would always scream 'baaaaaaaaaabaaaa there could be insects inside'