My caravan approached the next stop, Bukhara. I eagerly jumped off the wagon and ran to the nearest source of water. I had never been so thirsty. A man in a traditional garment from Uzbekistan greeted me with a bowl of water. I gladly accepted then stood in awe at the town. I noticed more the camels that lined the streets. They were huge! Cooler than dogs, and even better, rideable. That would be scary. I'll try that maybe next time I visit!