Colorful orange streaks of light began peeking over a neighboring dune and the sun had begun to rise… so I rubbed the cobwebs from my sleepy eyes and stepped barefoot onto the cool sand to climb a nearby dune and watch the morning spectacle… compliments of Mother Nature. It was a sunrise for the books – and Christine from Denmark and I were happy we awoke to see it. Like clockwork, our guides diligently brewed up some fresh hot chia tea which we sipped while wiping ourselves down with baby wipes. The sand was everywhere! Soon enough breakfast was served, handmade chapatti bread and sweet porridge, crackers and jam… which I topped off with a succulent mango I ate with my hands. Yum After packing up our things and storing our cots in the hut beneath the dunes, it was back on our camels and onto the waiting desert. Today we got to run with the camels! Squeezing my core tight and gripping the saddle beneath my legs, running with the camel was not unlike a horse... not that I’m exactly trained in either. It was so exhilarating… the wind whipping my face as I bounced high on the camel’s back… watching the dunes of sand rush by while listening to my I-Pod. This was really something. We ran for quite a while, our bums screaming, before reaching a desert village that had actual bricks, water, and a bit more civilization. We sat on our camels while they imbibed at the local watering well (camels can hold up to 70 liters of water at once) and continued on for our last few hours together. I savored that last ride with Bublue… listening to soothing music and enjoying the natural rays of sun tanning my sandy skin. After a final lunch at the outskirts of the desert line, we were sad to say goodbye to our amazing crew of three. A couple of photos and one Jeep ride later, we were back in Jaisalmer and in desperate need of a shower. Shower I did, and I had no time to waste as I exchanged information with my new international friends, got to the station, and boarded a final train at 5pm which would take me overnight to Jaipur. I couldn’t believe how exhausted I was! Not even one hour on the train and I was fast asleep in my bunker under the florescent lights. For the Photo Gallery, click here.
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