at Cafe de la Danse. Here another photo out of the archives. Burghard and me riding a camel in front of the Pyramids. Incidentally, it was quite painful for me because there were two of us on the camel and the saddle pommel rubbed between my legs, especially when the guide ordered the camel to gallop and it couldn’t be stopped. Who would have thought that Burghard and I would be the ones left in the band 50 years later. I am glad we are not travelling to Paris that way.:-)