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“The journey home is never a direct route; it is, in fact, always circuitous, and somewhere along the way, we discover that the journey is more significant than the destination.”—Paul Brenner (Nelson DeMille’s book, Up Country)

Friday, October 15, 2010

Merzouga


We made it to Errachidia in record time (like I would know), and
caught the next bus to Erfoud. While heading to Erfoud we saw perhaps
10 kilometers of Date Palmeries.

In Erfoud we met our guide who would take us to Merzouga for the camel
ride. Merzouga is beyond the end of the road where the Sahara is
encroaching on the otherwise desert plains.  Sweet tea was served on our arrival. We walked about the Auberge Saide. The Berber camel drivers prepared the camels for the trek to our overnight tent.

AYE!!!

Riding camels can be a gender bending experince. Just getting on and
off the ground challenges any amusement park ride. After mounting the
camel you are facing upwards at a sever angle followed immediately by
looking straight at the ground ten feet in the air. With luck and
holding on, you are soon level with the ground.

After a 90 minute trek into the desert, we arrived at our tents. Sweet tea
was served and later for dinner we had a chicken Tajine.

The sky is filled with many stars! And, from our tent you can see
most of them. Evening drumming is the night's entertainment.

2 comments:

Lariy said...

this camel story cracked me up! LMAO!!!

tyke wortman said...

You got the perfect picture- I thought perhaps these were only in Magazines!