{January
1997, Mt. Sinai, 4:30 AM}
We climb Mt Sinai with flashlights in our hands. We cling to the rocks. Camel Jockeys shout in the dim light, “You
want Camel? Twenty-five dollars!” I reply, “We’re American’s I need no camel to
get up this darn mountain.” Our flashlights go out. We stumble
faithfully on.
2 comments:
I guess you caught me in one of my less perceptive moments because I thought he was trying to sell you cigarettes until I saw the price, which seemed a bit high.
He He He He He
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