Jaisalmer

We got to Jaisalmer a few days ago and hop-skipped it onto a tourist camel safari. Everyone here tries to get you to do a camel safari-luring you with cheap accomodation and so on. As ever, we found out later that we payed more than some people, but less than others and blah blah blah - same old story. We had about three hours on a camel - Amy describes it as uncomfortable but I would describe as rhythmic. We camped. Had a fire, food, watched the sunset, watched the sunrise and somewhere inbetween slept under the stars in the desert. This might well be my favourite thing so far. But then I've always been a bit of a lover of camping. We could see more stars than even in North Wales. It was bootiful. I even managed to remember my gorillapod thing this time and it had it's first real outing as a useful thing to have brought. For techno phobes-a gorrillapod is a tripod that clings and bends to any material, making it perfect for taking photos in rocky, sandy, fenced locations. It's first outing should have been when we climbed Sarangkot to see the Himalayas, but I was so blearly from the 5 o'clock start that I, like a numnuts, forgot it. As an aside, I don't think I've mentioned that. That was also beautiful, but harder work on the thighs, it involved less sleep and a dog unofficially named 'Banana Lassi' that guided us the entire way. Anyway, ten minutes of faffing and a near miss of the actual sunrise and the gorrillapod came up trumps with some joint, desert, sunrise photos - about ten of which I might erase.