few more

At Basata we took a trek into the wilderness. We stumbled upon a camel corpse, all picked clean but bones and hair. For some reason I have a disturbing memory of some ridiculous cartoon from my childhood where a skeleton plays a xyolophone-tune on the bones of his own ribcage. This reminded me of that.

I tried to offer the camel some water but I guess it was too late.

the last pic is just nightime on my balcony.