The safari consisted of hour after hour of arse breaking patience as our camels trekked through the heat. It’s quite an art getting comfortable on a camel. I won’t pretend to be an expert at it.
We were taken to a remote village where the children greeted us with an almost celebrity-like fanfare. Some of them were rather bold with their requests to have our sunglasses or our caps, one girl even asked if she could keep my ring! They were sweet if a little bit over zealous.
The journey continued on as we passed endless stretches of arid land, deep dunes and the odd withering tree. Stopping for lunch was most welcome and our guide revealed his many talents by putting on a meal that rivalled any we’d had so far in India. Seeing that I was half-Indian he wasn’t shy with the chili and it thoroughly blew our heads off. Traditional hearty vegetarian fare of spicy potatoes, pressure cooked vegetables and more chapati’s than we could ever eat.
Kiri Bowers
photo: Janin
to be continued
