1
first time to ride a camel. my driver is a teenage boy, who tells me his name is alibaba.
the method he used to control camel is not a stick or feather-lash,

but some mysterious voice from his throat.
i try to assemble the same voice, but the sound i make is just some noise like hehe, keke, dede, not as quick and powerful as he does.
he said proudly that only michael jackson can do the same thing.
i thought maybe michael was once a camel boy, who dare not say it is

not true.

 

2
alibaba put me off at the sunset point as contract. at this point full of foreign travellers and some showgirls who decorate themselves as princess of desert(piced by travellers and got small tips). footprints everywhere which ruin the sence of isolate desert only the camel bell being surrounded. then i hire another camel men to some faraway sand dunes where no traveller's track. of course it cost my fortune. but it is worth.
i saw wrincles like waterwave on the surface of sand dunes.
my camel kneeled down, the sunshine penetrates the clouds and covers

the zigzag sand dunes with a golden outline.
only this momet, u can feel the time's flowing.
i am just loving it.

3
on my way back to hotel, i talked with another traveller from poland.
she told me that she only pay 400 rb for a whole day safary, including the decent breakfast and lunch.
i told her with a painful voice that i payed 450 rb just for 4 hours and without any meal.
in order to cure my illness, she thought of another worse patient, who payed 600 rb for the same trip as i did.
a little bit happiness, but still pain.