Off in the distance, just a few hundred feet from Nacho two camels wandered through the desert. They appeared to be wild and definitely uninterested in developing a friendship with Brad despite his desperate attempts to hand feed them a tree branch. He soon enough realized that they were best viewed from afar and so we pointed our chairs in their direction and had lunch, only half believing our good fortune.
“What do you think the chances are that we’ll have a view like this again in our lives?” I asked Brad.
“Dunno. Probably never.” He smiled. “Unless we keep going and drive to South Africa.”