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My grumpy camel
Exiting the bare hills of Matmata, the landscape relaxes its shape and becomes a flat land of shrubs. But keep on driving and empty patches of bright sand will appear. Signs of the enormous seas of sand, close by but out of sight. Douz is our destination, the so called Port of the Desert. The place where caravans of camels arrived (or used to arrive) after endless journeys across the Sahara. The uncharacteristic Douz hides from the face of the desert behind its oasis, which is in effect a big rectangle of palm trees.

Time for a ride on a camel, I would say! Or, to be precisely, a Camelus dromedaris, which has but one blob on its back. A cross betwixt a lazy antilope and the Hunchback of the Notre Dame. I was lucky enough to ride on one that had just finished his dinner, and was a bit gaseous (what a sound it makes when it burps! Fascinating!). He was altogether very grumpy, but the camels my friends were riding really liked me, stroking my leg and nibbling on my shirt.

Here be sand dunes, albeit small ones. Still, a horizon of sand makes an awe-inspiring sight. Expecially at sunset! Very romantic indeed.
Jeroenadmiraal says:
Ramzi ken ik niet, maar ik heb wel een witte dromedaris gezien. Die reed vlak achter me en duwde zijn nek steeds tegen mijn been aan :)
Posted on: Dec 17, 2008
misstravel89 says:
Heb je nog ene Ramzi ontmoet?
Heb daar ook op een dromedaris gezeten, een witte! Maar Ramzi die vertelde mij niet dat ik me vast moest houden dus ineens Boem! Naar voren, kon me nog net vastpakken anders lag ik daar in midden sahara haha ;)
Posted on: Dec 17, 2008
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My grumpy camel
My grumpy camel
the Sahara. Endless (or so they sa…
the Sahara. Endless (or so they s…
Sahara at sunset.
Sahara at sunset.
Bye sun.
Bye sun.
Camels! There goes the neighbourho…
Camels! There goes the neighbourh…
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