India's Rajasthan province is famous for a few things of note. For example, men with long moustaches, chunks of black pepper in all the food, the Rajasthan desert, and camels. We were pestered by plenty of men with moustaches (who didn't seem to do much bar ask for money, for moustache maintenance perhaps?), and learnt very quickly to have some water handy at all meals should an excess of pepper find its way onto my fork. We also decided to do a camel safari through the desert, which proved an excellent way to see a different side of India.
There is no disputing the fact that five hours on the back of a camel is sore, especially when they run. It was worth the pain, however, as we saw Indians chilling in their front yards, goatherds chasing goats, and children that ran alongside our camels yelling "'hello! hello!" The desert is more Central North Island plateau than Sahara, but that made it all the more interesting. I loved getting out into the desert, and thoroughly recommend it to anyone else in the area - almost as much, in fact, as I would recommend avoiding the black pepper in the food!