A Day at the Camel Races

I finally managed to get over my procrastinating and finished my 350-word assignment on Kuwait camel races. It's easier to be productive when you have absolutely no time, because you can't do it later or tomorrow due to having this annoying thing called a day job.

Those of you who were reading a year ago may remember the day I went to the Kuwait Camel Racing Club. For those who missed it, Gulf countries used to have small boys ride camels in camel races. Some say that the louder the children cried and screamed with fright, the faster the camels ran. I didn't see this (thank goodness) because these days the camel jockeys are robots! They look like strapped-on boxes with antenna-like riding crops and sock monkey heads.