The first time
I went to Mongolia,
the camel spat at me (from it’s lordly height)
and sneered.
The second time
I went to Mongolia,
the camel burped disdainfully in my face
(loud and long).
The third time,
I didn’t even go to Mongolia.
I’d had it with rude camels.
jpm
50 words for 50 countries 
He he, funny!
Was expecting number 3 to be the camel farting.
Actually Carol – will keep you updated on that, as am finally going back to Mongolia for the third time in January. May be so cold though that the farts will just turn into ice-cubes and clink to the ground! J