One last look at the Sahara

Unfortunately, the next morning was cloudy again as we mounted our dromedaries in the dark to return to the meeting point. As we trudged along, the colors changed from night to day and we once again enjoyed the tranquility of the desert, only interrupted but occasional grunts, burps, and jabba-the-hut-like splurs from the dromedaries.

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