Riding a camel is not as easy as riding a horse.
I remember having to ride on one and rely on this beast climbing Mount Sinai in pitch dark. I closed my eyes so that I don’t get scared and listened to the whispers of the guides even though I don’t understand their language. The sound of their voice is soothing and the soft movement of the camel as it traverse the stony path calms me down. I am very much aware that we are on the edge of the mountain hiking the switchbacks and one wrong move on the cliff could be disastrous.
Trust. I trusted the camel and the guides that they will take us safely to reach the platform of Mt. Sinai while reciting the Hail Mary for this ride will soon pass.
I felt it was the longest ride ever. When we reached the platform and alighted the camel, I kissed the ground.
For the sake of our Muslim guides, I said Allah is good.
*Photo Source: Out of Eden Walk by Paul Salopek (National Geographic)