Got it covered.
This is a tumblelog, kinda like a blog but with short-form, mixed-media posts with stuff I like. Scroll down a bit to start reading, or a bit more to read more about me.
Camel riding outside Silverton with Jackie and Dad.
There are somethings that you would never change and others that you wish you knew you would if you could in the future. This was not one of the latter moments!
My Camel was called ‘Ballsy’, despite being a female. These camels can run up to 40km per hour. However, one our ride they were just cruising through the desert and occasionally stopping to eat some salt bush. They are so strong, apparently camels were used to drove massive distances. Being fully loaded the camels would not be unloaded until they had reached their destination, often over 500 kms away, taking several days and nights.
I threw a sock at my mum earlier and she just looked at it, then looked at me and went
(in the voice)
Master has given Dobby… A SOCK!
mommy is.. freee!
