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Wednesday, July 11, 2007
Tottori Anthills
These are the *famous* Tottori sand dunes. Those little specks in the distance are all heading for Ant School. I finally made it here after 2 years and 50 weeks, and was pleased but not overly amazed. My Virginia boy toy scoffed at my excitement, since he's from America's Dunelands or some such nonsense. I bet Kittyhawk doesn't have camels, now, does it?? After Ludo popped up on one of the hills, and we went for a swim, we all got set to run down the biggest slope again. And now imagine a crazy Frenchman in just a sandy muumuu, barrel-rolling down the hill, spinning around and around like Joseph's dreamcoat at the laundromat. The J-tourons in high heels, shrieking every step down the hill, nearly short-circuited. It was beautiful.

And then we got tired and hot. There are camels, available for hire if you want an uninspired ride or pissed-off photographs. If I were a camel who had to work the Tottori Dunes instead of braving the middle eastern deserts or at least acting in a faux-desert Hollywood action thriller, I bet I'd be angry too. Confused castaways contemplating camels...
posted by Raychaa @ 1:13 PM  
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