“Ohh, Nathan was that you," Jaxon exclaimed, “No it was my Camel, Ben.” That was the conservation that Nathan and Jaxon had on our camel trip. Oh sorry, I forgot to introduce myself; my name is Carl the camel. My best friend’s name is Ben. I take about 3 to 4 people on a camel trip a month. Right now, Quinn is on my back.
Up and down and up and down the sand dunes. That’s lots work for a camel. All Kim could talk about was the different colors of the sand dunes and how cool it was. Sure, it was amazing for foreigners especially Canadians.
We got to the camp, the Berber camp; the family sat down and enjoyed some delicious Berber tea.
One Berber man gave Nathan a snowboard. “Here you go.” He walked the boys up the tallest sand dune in sight. They finally got to the top. I watched Quinn, Jaxon, and Nathan go sand sledding. They went down a couple times. It looked like so much fun. I wish I could go down but I'm a simple camel and I can't do that. While Quinn and Nathan were going to the top, Jaxon ran down the hill, at top speed and then did a face plant. It was pretty funny. Quinn didn't feel so good his stomach was upset. He went back down and sat at the table. The Berber people gave the family some tea and supper. Jaxon and Nathan shot their laser in the great desert sky. (Same laser as Max Gillespie.) They looked at the sky. It was just so beautiful. Some Berber men set up the beds for Jaxon, Nathan, and Tom to sleep outside. Quinn thought his bed was the most comfortable bed in all of Morocco.
The next day, Quinn was wearing a funny looking thing on his head. He called it a Gopro. It would take videos of the Sahara desert. It was pretty cool. We got back to the Kasbah (Is a mud area like a very small village). They said goodbye. Quinn gave me some food. I was sad that the VanKoshes had to leave but it was probably the best camel trip they will ever have. And it was.
WRITTEN BY QUINN