Monday, October 19, 2009

camel safari

Today I got kissed by a camel named Johnnie Walker. I kid you not. Here is proof:

Instead of the standard 2-day camel safari trip, we opted for a one day version without the sleeping under the stars bit. (As I hate camping) We got picked up by our four legged friends at a nearby Oasis, and were then lulled through a boiling hot landscape of sand, sand and some more sand. Thankfully I had been clever enough to buy a scarf and a hat the day before, so I managed to pull off the "Lawrence of Arabia"-look to almost perfection.



As I have never ridden a camel before I was hoping to be able to go galopping a little bit, but unfortunately they only let us trot whilst tied together in a line. Apparently the camels like to run off into Pakistan otherwise, not stopping even at border control. And that is an experience that I can live without.



After several hours we finally reached some sanddunes. As the idiot I am, I tried to roll down along a dune, which only made me dirty and nauseous. Just don't do it.
We had dinner whilst the sun was setting, and suddenly a man appeared out of the middle of no-where selling COLD beer. A perfect end to a perfect day, even though I normally actually don't even drink beer!

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