The Sam sand dunes, about 60 kilometers inland from the Indo-Pak border, are a major tourist attraction, particularly during the winter months where thousands throng to enjoy a trip and " navigate" through those dunes that lie in desert. Sam is a huge expanse of dunes and you can easily get lost if you don't have someone local to guide you through dune buggy safari dubai. And I soon realized that despite my desire not to burden an already burdened animal called the ship of the desert, the best way to travel around the desert was only on a camel back. There was a lack of vegetation, extreme weather and lack of proper civil habitation around meant, you're reliant on one person and the camel with him.

And there they were - Khan with his camel Sultanmy knight in not so shining armor and his dear animal friend. When I first noticed Khan in my tent with his companion in the form of a crime Sultan the first thing that caught my attention where there teeth. I didn't know camel teeth could be this white, and I was unaware that eating food can stain your teeth to such a degree, because Khan's teeth were a dark red.

Despite Khan being extremely friendly (well everyone in Rajasthan is), I managed get him to agree that I won't ride the camel I'd rather stroll alongside it with Khan acting as my guide. And Khan did agree, but only with an informal comment that I shouldn't blame him for whatever. But here I was all proud of myself. Proud that I would not be troubling an animal.

The first few steps I took were easy. But soon I realized something wasn't. I was wondering what it could be. Hmmm my shoes. You can't walk in the desert without shoes. I noticed that Khan as well as Sultan were walking around with their feet bare. It was also December and the sand was cool. So I took off my shoes and walked barefoot. It was a long, windy walk that took me. I ran gleefully like a little girl. While we walked across the desert dunes just became bigger. And it just got tougher. I puffed and huffed and within twenty minutes, I felt exhausted. I suddenly felt parched and dehydrated. I gulped down those precious drops of water. Khan said, "Madam please listen to me and sit on the camel. Sultan won't mind it. You aren't used to the desert sand and it's getting dark. We have a long way to go". As I sat in despair, I couldn't see any option. I decided to let my principal of not causing trouble to an animal fly away in the chilling December wind.

From upon the camel's hump, while gazing into all the expanse of desert before me, I realized the truth. Nobody can navigate across this desert terrain better than the camel. I inquired of Khan at that time what he earns to earn money. Khan responded, "Around 8,000-10,000 during the season months between November to March. Other months I farm Jowar. The harvest I get is meager and I just manage to make ends meet."

"What does Sultan do in these months?" I asked. Khan smiled and replied, "He just sleeps all day and in the evenings he goes with me on my way to the markets. Only when you big people grace the desert does Sultan and I have the chance to eat well.