(a collection of impressions)
Palmerae covering the desert floor with its emerald quills...
Women and children walking back from the fields, carrying on their backs bushels of grass gathered under the hot sun...The silence of the mountains in the early morning...
Hitching a ride with an older French couple in their camper van, as the taxis seem to have finished for the day sooner than they told us they would!
A herd of black sheep quenching their thirst alongside the crystal stream running through the gorge...
A long afternoon of travel to Merzouga, to the town on the edge of the sand dunes. On the last stretch from Rissani to Merzouga, looking out at the road ahead of us and doing a double-take at the puddles of water that seemed to appear in the distance. Yes, mirages -- we are in the desert at last!
Unhappy with the lodging there, walking 2km along pistes in the pitch black of night, only the stars above to light the way. Adventure turned to thoughts of danger as we walked deeper into the middle of nowhere...A man on a bicycle passes to the right, the blinding headlights of an approaching car are a bit unsettling, but both pass without incident.
Fortunately, we arrived on the other side in Hassi Labied, a sleepy little town just north of Merzouga...
Stepping into the Kasbah Sable d'Or, owned by a French and Moroccan couple, and being taken aback by the thick curtain of incense hanging heavily in the air...
Sitting in the courtyard, the sky peppered with brightly twinkling stars, the only sound is a lone cricket chirping his midnight melody.
~Melanie
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