An early start to get to the camel race track by dawn which is when the racing starts. This is racing like you have never seen before. Instead of jockeys each camel has a motorised dwarf wielding a whip controlled by a remote. The camels are held at the starting post until a barrier goes up at which point the guys holding the camels scatter as quickly as they can. It looks totally chaotic and very dangerous. The guys wear padder jackets and helmets but there must be lots of injuries. Hopefully at this point the camels are all heading in the same direction down the track (apparently this does not always happen) and a posse of 4wd’s gives chase alongside the track. One person in the 4wd has the remote for his camel dwarf together with a microphone so that he can yell encouragement in camel speak – each dwarf has a loudspeaker – as well as use the whip when necessary.

After some exercise at the gym we headed for the Heritage Village for a compulsory cultural experience. Unfortunately most of the exhibits were closed. At least the beach was nice.

The boys then discovered some jet skis for hire which kept them busy for an hour while we did the shopping. Strange how many extra food shopping trips are needed when you have two 19 year old men in the house!