The desert is beautiful, but...

If they were surrounded by these things every day of their lives, I think extreme caution (always being aware of where the one closest to you is at the moment) would become second nature very early in life. At the same time, I suppose they might have taken the pain(s) as a fact of life; An accidental multijabbing that would reduce me to a blubbering infant might have been a minor annoyance to a native.

I never traverse desert wilderness without tweezers & backup tweezers. I wonder if early desert dwellers had their own techniques to remove cactus spines, glochids etc.?

Out in the south African veldt, how can you make camp and sleep for the night without fear of being attacked by lions or hyenas? The traditional answer is to build a boma, a temporary fence made of African thorn bush