the 86 year old camel

I went to Lanzarote and rode a camel.

It was 6 Euro for the experience of a lifetime -- how could I not?

There were these two tiny little kids in front of us... They were next to what looked like an old man camel... he was smaller, and more frail looking than the other camels, and he only had one eye.

The camel herder came over to us, and made us switch camels with the kids.

The kids, who must have weighed 60lbs together, got the giant, strong camel. Barry and I... well, much to our camel's dismay, our fat asses got the old, ready to fall over, camel.

Once we were "on board" our camels, our safety was secured by a small, frayed rope.

The camels got up one at a time. The people in front of us (on a strapping, Vin Diesel camel) were up in a second. The kids behind us, on Jean Camel Van Damme had no problem either. Our camel.... well, our little old camel heaved and sputtered, yelling "why do you insist on putting these fat ass tourists on me?" I guess the guy figured if our camel dropped dead, we'd be less hurt by the fall than the small kids.

Here is a picture of Barry and I crushing our tiny, old camel. (Fortunately, we got a shot of his good eye.)



















When the ride was over, he went down like a ton of bricks. All I could hope was that he got some extra grass for dinner.

I'll tell you one thing... There's nothing like crushing a camel to re-inspire your diet plan.

And finally, even though the Kardashian sisters don't seem to agree with me (my mother is obsessed with them), this is the only place where camel toe is ok!