Last weekend, we got up really early Friday morning to go to the Camel market outside of town. Anna hated it, but I found it fascinating.
I’ve never seen a more uncooperative animal. I can’t imagine what they were like before they were ‘domesticated.’
The camels themselves weren’t really all that amusing, but the chaos they caused when they decided to run was a sight to see, especially when two really small Bedouins were charged with keeping them in line.
The really fascinating part was watching the buyers inspect the camels, and make a deal with the sellers. Apparently you can tell a lot about a camel by pinching its fat and feeling the area immediately in front and behind the hump. At times, I thought the negotiations were going to come to blows. But I guess its part of the game.