Notes:
- Source: Newthom. Republic of Djibouti. Afars Territory / Chad. Shooting of the film “Un homme sans l’Occident” 2001. Photo by Raymond Depardon.
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Background on Caleb/Wednesday/Hump Day Posts and Geico’s original commercial: Let’s Hit it Again.
Live & Learn 
Caleb and friend doing their best impression of Sisyphus (with a figurative boulder).
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Sisyphus! Yes!
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just have to get my transport up over one last hill – anyone help with a push?
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Laughing. Good.
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Enough! Aint going anywhere! A rest first! After all it’s my day, is it not?!!!!
HHD, Dave!
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It is TOTALLY YOUR DAY Marina! HHD!
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Well, okay, as long as Caleb follows! 🙏
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Well of course!
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😉
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Walking into Wednesday is clearly a struggle everywhere….
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Sure is!
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It’s so beautiful there. I’d love to visit the place. It’s in my bucket list 😊👌
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it sure does look beautiful.
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It truly is Un Homme Sans L’Occident…
Magic, alone but not ‘deserted’… a solemn but not lonely moment.
Wd love to see that film 🎥
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Me too!
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Reblogged this on It Is What It Is and commented:
Simply amazing photos!! My morning smile … “Source: Newthom. Republic of Djibouti. Afars Territory – Chad. Shooting of the film “Un homme sans l’Occident” 2001. Photo by Raymond Depardon.”
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Such a hard life.
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It is that….
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Are you sure it’s just over the next dune?! Picture two, Caleb says: “I ain’t going no further!!!!”
-Alan
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Laughing. I’ve HAD ENOUGH!
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As a young guy, I worked on a ranch as a summer job between semesters at the university. The Arabian horse “assigned ” to me was old enough he figured it was not his job to cut cattle or carry a heavy lump around all day. At some point miles from his stable, he’d go on strike, forcing me to walk alongside him. One day, I noticed a biting fly (“those delta wing bastards”) on Niran the horse’s neck. I slapped and killed the fly. From that time on, Niran let me ride all day! I note camels are cousins to horses and Mahmoud probably failed to prove he had a value recognized by his camel, so… Yes! He’s “afoot” till he figures it out! I say to Mahmoud, “Know thy camel!”
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Incredible story Doug. Thanks for sharing. What memories.
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That was some summer!
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I bet it was….
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I got to hold a mare’s reins while she was bred, too, quite an eye opener for this city kid! (Yuck!)
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Laughing.
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