Without a single vehicle in sight, we had no choice but to start walking. We were naively confident we would find one along the way. It was fairly early in the day, but already the sun was hot. I got out my umbrella to create some shade.
We saw dozens of goats and occasionally a few donkeys. At least one goat in each small herd wore a bell of some sort. Some bells were simply hollowed out turtle shells. Weaver nests dangled from the branches of the acacia trees.
