If you’ve been following me on social media for any length of time, you may have figured out that I have a love for both camel and camels. I simply love anything camel colored (visit my office and you’ll see) – especially, well, camels themselves.
I can trace my fascination with camels back to the late ‘70s. My mother accompanied my father, an international businessman, on a tour of Europe and Africa. The photos from their journey would make anyone jealous. Their adventures in Egypt, in particular, looked so glamorous and exotic, even mysterious. It made a definite impression. The camels from that distant land represented things I dreamed of – exciting escapades and a worldly, inimitable chicness.
After having my own personal camel “experience” in Marrakesh – or more specifically in the sand dunes of the Atlas Mountains – I was even more besotted. Some might even call it an obsession. So, when you see an occasional post with a camel, indulge me. It may be “Hump Day,” but the more probable explanation is that I have a sincere crush on camels.
I don’t know what it is about that hump, but a dromedary makes my day.
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