The fall that broke the camel's back


On top of my bookshelf a small menagerie lives. Every time I travel to another country I try and buy a small wooden animal. It started by coincidence; while in the West Bank I found a wooden camel for sale, and as I already had a wooden camel from Sudan it seemed a fitting souvenir. Small, cheap, it was a perfect idea for a broke college student who generally travels with only a duffel bag. I decided to collect an animal from every country I venture to. Later a puffin from Nova Scotia and Giraffe from Kenya were added. Well the original, the black camel from Sudan, took quite a fall and was decapitated on a computer desk. So the short of the story is, as I'm out of super glue, looks I'm going to have to go back to Sudan.

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