So this was more of a touring trip than a commute, but here goes: My dad and I were riding through Phoenix, Arizona on memorial day. Very creepy, as this multi-million person city looked virtually deserted (I guess everyone goes to the lake on three-day weekends). We turn a corner and see five Shriners in full Shriner regalia walking a camel named Bessie through the downtown streets of Phoenix. We stopped, chatted, and took pictures with Bessie, and found out that camels make Wookie noises. Most unusual.