Sometimes I think about where I am at at the moment, as compared to where I would be if I was back in the U.S. On this particular moment it was an entertaining comparison - in the U.S. I would have been resting in my bed in the middle of the night - but instead I was in the middle of Kazakhstan in the afternoon, riding my bicycle on a gravel track, watching a stray camel cross my path. So many camels - more than it seemed possible - and way more than I ever saw in the middle east. (6-04-05)

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Camel Crossing