Like Arabian Days
More often than not
Are hotter than hot
In a lot of good ways
Our journey started with a camel visit....they were everything I imagined. Gentle giants with big doe eyes, who just want a little rub on the top of their noses. Strong enough to crush you in a single kick, although, I honestly believe, they instead to want to sit in your lap.
The dune bashing portion of the evening was so fun - came with a many recommendations and I'll send the same message along to any other visitors to the region (I mean, if Stevie Wonder and James Cameron have gone, all the cool kids must do it). Like a rollercoaster that lasts for 25+ minutes. We even managed "No Hands" but immediately stopped when our driver wanted to join us. Thrill, yes; death, not yet, thanks.
Oh I come from a land, from a faraway place
Where the caravan camels roam
Where the caravan camels roam
Where it's flat and immense
And the heat is intense
And the heat is intense
It's barbaric, but hey, it's home (for 3 more weeks)
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