Femme Camale: Hey, how goes it? I quit my job. Want to come with me to Mongolia this year? We can live in gers and ride camels with two humps.
Me: Now that's an offer! I blew all my leave in January so have to save up this year's pittance to get me to Italy for the book launch. I suppose I could quit my job too. Heaven knows, I was talking about it only yesterday. But after August :-) What's a ger?!
Femme Camale: It's a yurt, of course :-) Think of how wonderful it would be! You're the only person I know who would be the most likely to get up and go move to the steppe for a while. Let's go be nomads for a month or two or three...herd animals...find God or whatever. I can't wait! OK, I guess I could wait until after August.