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Camel-riding is either very uncomfortable or a real pleasure. It depends. The first time up I gripped tightly to the hand bar and leaned forward.  My saddle was about nine feet off the ground.  the camel lurched forward – right-right, left-left, right-right. The term “saddle sores” was an instant reality. After a difficult hour, it suddenly occurred to me to lean back and open to the movement, as if I were birthing the camel’s rolling gate. I let go and placed my hands on the back of the saddle. Mmmm, this was a ride, a dance, a sailboat tacking on the edge of a breeze. Yes!

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