To survive a mad world you need camels. They are like the Praetorian Guard. Walk with them and they act like a shield wall, guarding your space so you can try and make sense of what is going on. This book of poetry, prose and pictures allows you to eavesdrop on a personal global trek through the minefields of madness, reflecting on events past, present and future. It starts with a gun to the head, weaves around global trouble-spots and embraces love lost and gained. Treading in camel footprints, you cross continents in search of that elusive cure for insanity.