Check That Off the To-Do List

Today, six weeks in, we decided to head back to the Great Pyramids of Giza for a sunset camel ride.  After realizing that the Pyramids were closed and that we basically had to bribe the caretakers, our caravan took off to the south side of the Pyramids.  But after crossing a large dune, thanks to A+ tour guides, my camel decides to dethrone me.  Literally.

I fell off the camel.

Camels can move rather fast, surprisingly, and coming down the dune, the saddle happened to get loose.  I started falling towards the right, but since I had crossed my legs in front of me – at the advice of our guides – I had no control over my balance and I fell about ten feet, while yelling “La Yalla” (or no-go) clearly since I rarely have to scream “I’m falling off an ****ing Camel” in the native tongue.  But the relatively soft/kinda rocky sand caught my fall.  No broken bones, ripped clothing, or broken cameras.  Only a swollen lip.  After being pissed for a minute or so, we saw the sun setting and took lots of photos, as usual, and then saw the light show from the rooftop of Pizza Hut.  What a life.

So for those of you with to-do lists, I would highly recommend adding it to the list.  So now since I have that one crossed off, anytime we are playing “Never Have I Ever” you can say that you have never fallen off a camel.  And I will simply have to say “DING.”