I bet you do! Many moons ago, I had a housemate who'd been in the Peace Corps. She told me about a woman she knew who'd been posted to work with the Bedouin tribespeople. She "went native," blew off the Peace Corps, and is apparently galloping Arabian horses across the desert still. This story makes my husband nervous, as I've declared that my 50th birthday present to myself, come hell or high water, is a pony trek in Mongolia. However, since he's descended from a Revolutionary War general and he married a mixed-blood Cherokee gal, he's already gone native hisself!