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Day 7 Erfoud – Sahara
Tonight your intrepid reporter sits in a Berber tent among the dunes of the Sahara, at a secret location that can only be accessed by camel. Ah bollocks, the truth is a little plainer than that but it’s still damn cool. We’re in a Berber tent, under the billions and billions of stars (thank you Carl Sagan) after a fairly short camel trek into the dunes east of Merzouga. We rode camels into the Sahara, how cool is that? And we’re in a tent under the stars. It’s pretty tres bien awesome. It’s so quiet, it makes space seem like a Deep Purple concert. We had the choice to get…
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Day 6 Fes – mountains
I’ve also been remiss in fully conveying the experience of driving through Morocco, especially the mountain country. There are several kinds of road signs giving advice on the road ahead. Some are a weird house type arrow with a perpendicular crossbar, and I have no idea what that means. Some are an s turned sideways, and I think this means some windy bends are coming. There are signs in arabic and french, and say something about hazardous roads ahead. There’s a sign with two cars, the car on the left is black, the car on the right is red. To me, the logical meaning of this is no overtaking, but…
