Now I'm getting crazy. Really crazy. Perhaps I will end up in a psychiatric hospital but when I saw this advertisement I instantly fall in love - again.

"We have 2 camels for sale...."
One of the reasons emigrating to Australia was having my own camel and walking through the desert - like Oodnadatta or Birdsville Track. But my brain always told me to let it be. I'm an old woman and in foreseeable time I will suffer from age-based handicaps. And a camel will live much longer than me. But seeing this picture all my emotions came back. I want a camel. I will get a camel. Not this one in the advertisement. But one from the abattoir. 2 hours drive away is a place where feral camels are slaughtered for the meat market. There I will get my 'Leila' and I will raise her, train her and then do a trip through the desert.