Aaahh, one well remembers the palm fringed shores, gentle breezes and gorgeous women thronging around at that exotic holiday locale, Lake Lokichokio.
One particularly misses the champagne breakfasts, five star cuisine and air conditioned luxury of one's suite in the Hilton at the ICRC camp. The romantic aromal of camel **** brings back such memories as one desperatley brushes the flies off one's lobster at the Hilton bar.