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Published: March 15th 2015
We had great times in Meknes and Fez. I'll come back to them later; now I want to talk about driving through the Sahara and camping in camel hair tents. Actually, there are no camels here, only dromedaries. The latter have one hump.
Before we got to the desert we stopped in a store to buy scarves and were taught how to tie them. I got bright blue--one of my favorite colors.
Then we drive to an area with the big dunes, you usually see, and are introduced to our dromedaries.
My scarf tied on, I was helped on the saddle. But those beasts rise up as though you will be thrown off. I expected it so I held on tight.
We walked out in a string. It was great. We never ran.
The desert is vast and varied. As we drove we passed a lake formed by recent storms, gravel stretches, dried water areas, and sand and oases. The last varied in size from the size of a city block, to the size of a big city.
Now the camp. Our tents are large. I have a single with one single bed, a lavatory and a shower. We had electricity
but no wifi. We ate in a dining tent. The last, second, night we had a campfire and the seven men who did the work-cooking, cleaning, serving, etc. played instruments and sang for us. We had to sing for them first.
I'll post photos.
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