A photo of a smiling camel. I think.
My memories of family vacations often don’t include the precise (or even the approximate) location of specific sights/sites/attractions. I remember the exotic (as it was then) frozen chocolate pie we had for dessert in the campground, but not the location of that campground, if you see what I mean. It’s not the same when you’re not the one doing the driving, or so says me. Eating, however, was something that had my full attention.
As it was then, so it is now: I don’t always capture the details of my location when others are driving. This photo, for example, was taken at a rest stop on our bus tour, somewhere en route from Alice Springs to Uluru. Somewhere.
A chicken at heart, I passed on the camel ride. Tell me there’s not something untrustworthy about that face . . .
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