Holidays: Nomad for It ; Feel Like the Queen of Sheba As You Head Off (Shakily ) On a Camel Into the Omani Desert
Sunday Mirror › February 13, 2005
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IT was amateur hour down in the dunes... as a Bedouin girl gave me a high five after I'd volunteered to ride a camel. The beast had been roped and saddled and the little girl's nomad father smiled encouragingly as he helped me on to my mount.
I felt like the Queen of Sheba as we rode in grand procession around the desert camp. Only the contemptuous snort from the camel gave me an idea of how daft I looked.See the full content of this document
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Holidays: Nomad for It ; Feel Like the Queen of Sheba As You Head Off (Shakily ) On a Camel Into the Omani Desert
Never mind, the Bedouin nomads were tact itself. complimenting me on my seat as they helped me dismount from the grumbling beast.
Mr Bedouin and his sons then demonstrated how it should be done. They rode effortlessly, poised like sheikhs on the back of camels, who were once again on their best behaviour.I recovered in the family's cool tent in the Omani desert, sprawled on carpets...See the full content of this document
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