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All day long it's the same old thing, "Hoose, hoose." Don't
these idiots know its "Hoosh, hoosh?" You'd think I was a damn
horse or something. But, regardless of their ignorance, I
diligently get down on my knees and let some overbearing (to
say the least) woman from Tulsa crawl up my back. Then, as she
cackles and yells at her husband to snap her picture, she starts
yanking at my reins and screams, "Hoot, hoot." You'd think I was
a damn owl or something. But, I know she means "Hut, hut," so I
rise suddenly on my front legs, throwing her backwards over my
hindquarters. Then, just as she's about to roll off my back end, I
lurch onto my hind legs, whip-lashing her back over my hump so
that ultimately she's slung over my neck. Then, as she curses at
me and screams for dear life, I twist my neck around and spit
right in her face. God, I love this job!
"Hut, hut, hut," the woman from Tulsa finally says after
wiping the spit from her face. This is my cue to drop back down
on my front knees sending her reeling back over my neck. "This
*#$%#@#$$% camel," she says under her breath. I then lurch
back up on all fours and bolt off across the Giza Plateau towards
the Pyramids leaving her hanging on for dear life. God, I love
this job!
The woman and her husband paid $75 apiece for an hour's
camel trek around the three Great Pyramids of Giza. I carry the
woman and her husband rides on a young she-camel named
Meena. They should have paid $10 apiece but that wasn't my
problem -- more money for the camel jockey -- more alfalfa for
me.
The man then begins to read about the Sphinx from his
guidebook. I've heard it a thousand times before so I'll
paraphrase. No one knows the mystery of the Sphinx -- the end.
And as for the ugly rumor about biting and spitting, a camel
will rarely bite or spit -- unless we feel like it.
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After the man had finished reading about the Great Sphinx
from his guidebook we were at the halfway point in the tour and
Meena and I were already starting to think about some well-
earned R&R. The only things left on the tour for the man and
woman to see were the Pyramids of Chephren and Mycerinus,
which they managed to steal a glance at as Meena and I flew by
on our way back to the camel barns. We felt in the 100 degree
heat the breeze would be appreciated.
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